January Warmth

     My 34th Birthday is not one I care to remember.  Ronan had been delivered just a few days before and Reese and I had just barely begun our attempts to cope with his passing.  Yet I do remember the wish I made as I blew out the candles on the cake Reese and my mother had procured.  So here I am, one year older and so thankful that the wish has come true.  I made a new wish this evening which I've got a year to see if it will take form as well.  I used to not like having a January birthday.  It just seemed like it followed Christmas too closely and it would be a long time until it came around again.  However, I was a child then and now I feel blessed to have been born during the first month of the year.  I have been given the opportunity to experience nearly the entire year as a newly aged man and make the most of my current age.  Add to this that both of my children have January birthdays and it makes the month even more special in my eyes.  I welcome the joy and the heartache future Januaries are sure to bring me.  This month serves to strengthen me like none other.