Yesterday I heard from all three of my kid-o's on the phone. This in and of itself is a small miracle because usually the summer signal to my cell phone is non-existent. It was nice.

And I heard from my long, long time friend. Notice I did not say "Old Friend. She sent me a special IM greeting.

And last week one of the couples in my church surprised me with a little card. It was unexpected and it brought many encouraging words to me.

Word got around in SL and some people surprised me with a little "Linden Love" -- some of the Linden "money."

The day before my birthday I took a little tumble in my drive way. I'm fine. My hands hurt a little. Some of us had big laughs about pain on birthdays.

It's my last year to be younger than fifty. I've been given a perspective lately that I am not really old yet. My parents are into their seventies. They attend church with people who are at least 15 years older than them. These people are quick to assure my parents that they are still young (and not quite as wise as they). This exact sentiment was shared with me by a lady whom I shared about 15min of space with in the airport. She was 87 and quite bright-eyed. Basically, she just said, "Never quit."