It's New Year's Eve, which is also the eve of my birthday. My husband and I are home on the couch, talking with my father-in-law who is spending a few days with us. My almost-18-year-old son is making me a cake with the help of his 5 year old sister and they are laughing and planning in very loud whispers, with the hopes that I won't notice what's happening. This year has been excruciating in many ways. But this? It's the most beautiful end to the year & the beginning of my 40's. :)