So today is my birthday. Another year older, another year wiser... etc. etc. etc.
I'm a firm believer that as we get older the actual 'day' dosen't mean the same as it did when younger. I mean when you're a child your birthday is a big event you hold out for it, wait with anticipation and excitement for the day to come around. Your day the one that's special to you and you alone. The gifts, the cake, the focus on you for that one day out of the 365 that make up a year.
Today for me was just another day. Until my three year old nephew called. He melted my heart with his little voice over the phone "Happy birthday Sal. I love you" He then proceeded to ask me about my dog, and if I could put him on the phone :) and to give him a pat from him.
Children are so pure and innocent not tarnished by cynicism or hate at that age. As cliche' as it sounds my little three year old nephew made my day brighter. He made me smile more radiant than before and I can't wait until I get to see him again to hang out and play trucks together :)
That's all I've got