Unlike last weekend here in the great Northeast, it’s a beautiful fall day.  The sky is a watery blue, the sun is out, the air is cool and crisp.  There was “frost on the pumpkin” this morning and when I looked outdoors, to watch the antics of the chickadees, nuthatches and titmice,  I realized it is truly a great day to celebrate my birth.

Despite Mother Nature trotting out some of her finery, I have to admit that my family and friends both conspired to fete me on my special day.  This morning I had a wonderful breakfast at a local orchard, compliments of two very good friends.  Last evening I opened gifts with my two family members and was touched, as always, by the thoughtfulness, generosity and practicality of their gifts.  Most of all, I appreciate the fact that those closest to me understand my need for “down time” on a day like today.  The greatest gift of all is knowing they’re close by, they love me, and respect me enough to know I value time to myself far more than any fuss or celebration.

My life has not always been easy and I struggle each day to stay on the path of life but I am constantly reminded that the life journey is not one taken alone.  I am blessed and humbled by my family and friends, and by my Faith.  I can only hope they know how much I love them in return.

The main character in my novel, Meg Riley, has a couple of good friends who are important in her life.  In fact they prove to be an integral part of the story as she uncovers the layers of mystery that threaten her peaceful existence at Quarry Lake.