a new year

Correct, it is not January 1, but it is the anniversary of my birth. This day always gives me pause to consider my life, the circumstances of my conception, the redemption of that and how I will pursue my God-given opportunities. This day also often brings a few minutes of tears. Sorrow and pain and loss for what I think my "family" (of origin) should have been and what it is. These tearful moments pass quickly for I am constantly aware of the replacement love God has given me: many friends, extended family members, opportunity. Friends are an amazing thing. They are sources of shared interests (let's say, music!), what you read, what movies you see and they are sources of wisdom, unintentional mentors. Occasionally they lend or give you money or just pick up a check at a restaurant. If you're vvvvery lucky, they sing like angels too.