It was my birthday last Wednesday. And as I reflect on my life I know I've come a long long way. Good times, bad times. Sometimes I tend to get a little morose and feel like I've been especially hard done by, gotten a rougher deal than a lot of people.... parents both gone when some friends still have the pair intact, no lifetime partner, no patter of little feet, a sister in a wheelchair, nothing but hairfall-inducing stress oftentimes. But then again, as I was driven to reflect on the morning of my birthday, I've had my share of blessings and good luck, a good job I love, supportive friends and family, a house of our own. Most of all, I'm comforted by the thought that the Good Lord sees me fit to cope with all the adversity that's come my way. Strange comfort maybe but it's somehow a source of great strength to me. I don't know all the dips and curves ahead of the road I travel but it's been a good ride so far and I know that He who rides with me, will continue to be with me.