Thinking it was a pretty good birthday for Paul.
Spent the day on the lake...the whole day.
Boating, floating, laughing.
Drove the boat to dinner at a restaurant on the lake.
Drove home in the dark.
The sky was so clear.
A million stars out.
I held Ayla and watched the sky and literally teared up.
So much going on in my mind.
Just felt a bit emotional about it all.
Happy birthday, Paul.