A Good Gift

My sister called a couple of nights ago and wanted to know what I was doing for our mom's birthday on Saturday. "Not much,"I said. Which suprised her a little, I think. I'm the one who makes a big deal out of stuff like that. My mom would have been 61. But she passed away last January.

In the end, my sister spent the day hiking. I spent the day at a writing conference. And my brother spent the day running a big swing dancing event in LA. We were all doing something we love, following our bliss for a day. I think my mom would have loved that.

Happy birthday, Mom.