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It was a great day to be me. I celebrated my 57th birthday on Saturday and by some miracle I was able to put aside all my worries, complaints, fears, resentments and hallucinations and have an absolutely fantastic day. Of course the fact that I was out with the two ladies I love the most—my sister and my auntie—had a lot (everything!) to do with it. First we saw Sea Marks, a charming two-character play at the Irish Repertory Theatre, then headed over to Le Zie 2000 for delicious dinners and decadent desserts, and after that we walked along the High Line, a public park built on an elevated freight rail line. Some people feel compelled to dive out of airplanes or throw lavish parties to celebrate their birthdays, but I felt truly satisfied and grateful for this simple, yet lovely day. We had great food, a lot of laughs and much love, the key ingredients any truly happy birthday—and a happy life. And I’m very slowly starting to see the importance being grateful for what you ...