My granddaughter Maddy and I share a birthday. Maddy is by far the best birthday gift of my life. The day she was born I was so excited I actually missed her birth! My daughter phoned to tell me she was in labor and I needed to get to the hospital if I wanted to be there when the baby was born. Overjoyed, I rushed out but remembered I had a nail appointment. So I stopped to cancel and let everyone in the shop–okay the entire complex–know I was having a grandchild on my birthday. Back in my car, I passed the bank where one of my best friends worked and I couldn’t possibly not tell her, so again I stopped. Who wouldn’t be thrilled? In retrospect, perhaps I should have redirected my excitement to getting to the hospital instead of stopping to tell everyone I knew!