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  • Tomorrow is my birthday. I have always loved birthdays. After all, what's not to love? It's a celebration of another year of being alive, being present in this incredible life. (Not to mention the attention, the presents, the free drinks and the cake.)

    So far I have this perfect day planned out; a morning run, great cup of coffee, breakfast with my husband and daughters and then off to work for a little bit, with a break for a nice sushi lunch, a mani/pedi and then dinner out with the coolest ladies I know. And its in all of this planning that I started to realize that my life is not all that extraordinary & it is all that extraordinary, all at once.

    I just returned from a 5700 mile journey traveling across the US to grant wishes to foster kids and raise awareness on this issue, so close to my heart. Every single day was this amazing rush of inspiration. Every day was a deep, reflective moment in my life. Every day was a struggle. Every day was an epiphany. Every day I didn't want to go home. I wanted to live in what I thought was this extraordinary world of fascinating emotion, captivating people and new surroundings.

    But now I have been home for almost three weeks and finally I'm started to come back to reality. I'm finding the extraordinary again; right in my own home. I am finding that I am captivated by my love for my husband, a man I met when I was just 16. I am finding that I am fascinated with my love for the amazing women in my life. I am inspired by my daughters and I am comforted in my familiar surroundings.

    And this has been the greatest gift I could ever ask for.
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