When I turned 60 we were in Hawaii, and I couldn’t wait to get back on a surf board. This year, on my 65 birthday in Puerto Vallarta we explored old town, but MaryBeth was sick and that ended our celebration early. Late that evening, as I stood alone on our balcony and watched the full moon surf the waves below, I was awed by just being, and so very mindful of the gift of love others had shared along the way. The next morning, I again stood in awe of the moon setting over the city, and cried as I felt my parents unconditionally love, parents long passed, but who would have been 100 in 2013. Let love rule 2014!
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