I can’t believe we leave for Paris in just 14 hours.  Two trips to Europe in one year is a splurge.  I’m turning 60 in a few days. Wow!  How did this happen?  I don’t feel older inside.  Of course my mirror tells me differently.  Anyway, I don’t dread it.  In fact I embrace it.  I feel thankful that I’m given the opportunity to turn 60.  Women on my mother’s side of the family don’t live to a ripe old age.  My maternal grandmother died at 53 years old from cancer.  My mother died at 58 years old from cancer.  My sister died last December at 57 years old from COPD.  I was diagnosed with stage 3 cancer 5 years ago, just a week before my 55th birthday.  But I’m a survivor.  I kicked cancers ass and I’m fine now.  So we are celebrating our birthdays in Paris, my favorite city!!  So Paris, here we come!