Yesterday, was my wonderful dad's birthday. He has recently had some health issues but is recovering with humour and tenacity and a positive attitude. I have been thinking about what he has given me over the years. Sure, material things for which I am grateful. But, more than that. Always a belief that I could do things. That I was smart and capable. That I was blind yes but that was more of an inconvenience at times than something to be pitied or mourned. It was all about figuring out how I could adapt activities. I thank him for that.