Today is Edda’s birthday. She’s 22! I’m…happy. If you’d asked me 15 years ago if I would ever be happy on Edda’s birthday, I would have said no, absolutely not. But here I am, happy and grateful. She’s a tough cookie and has been through a lot, but I’m often impressed by her equanimity while dealing with her challenges. When she was younger, I was a desperate for things to be different and now, I’m more OK with things as they are. Not that I’m not trying to make things different, my God should things be different, I just like taking that desperate feeling out of my life.