It's a little rainy today in SD, and that always puts me in a writing mood. And I absolutely adore the rain!
It was nice to get out this past weekend--I went to L.A. with my old roommate Ali to paint the town purple (which is better than red) and go to her aunt's 60th birthday party. I truly hope that when I'm 60 I can look back at my life and know that I lived it with gusto and passion.
Besides the birthday party, there was something else that happened over the weekend that got me thinking about life. Ali's cousin Tami, whom I've met and hung out with several times before, had tragedy strike her life. She lost her dad to a heart attack; she's only 20 years old. On top of that, Tami had already lost her mother 10 years ago. Obviously, this makes her an orphan.
I am so damn lucky to have my parents in my life still. So damn lucky. Especially when my dad had, and beat his cancer 2 years ago. So lucky. There are times in your life when you really learn to cherish that. This is one of those times.