Today I turned 40 years old.  I think back to me 20 years ago and think, wow, things are sure a lot different from what I'd had envisioned in my head.  Would I change some things?  I'd love to say yes…but in reality, no.  If anything had went differently I'd not be who I am today.  Does that mean that I don't regret some of the choices that I made?  Of course not.  But I like who I've become, I like where I am now, and I love what I'm doing with my life.

Am I sad that I don't have any human kids?  Sometimes.  But what can I do?  It is what it is and it is what it is.

Happy birthday to me.