I woke up this morning and the power was off. I lay there for a few minutes trying to remember what day it was. I panicked a bit thinking there was someplace I was supposed to be. Was there hockey this morning? Was today the day I started my new job?  Was I late?

I had good reason to panic. Yesterday I woke to my alarm at 7:00 and fell back to sleep until 9:15. I was supposed to be at the hockey rink at 9:00 to see KD on the ice for 9:30. I jumped out of bed, threw on some clothes I had laying around, washed my face, brushed my teeth and grabbed my favourite ball hat. I made it by 9:30, just in time.

This morning’s panic subsided when I realized there was no place to be, time irrelevant. It was my birthday.