When Everything's All You've Got

There was a moment last night, tea lights burning bright atop a pan of mini cheesecakes, a makeshift birthday cake outstretched to me as I stood surrounded by the warm glow of candles and a room of smiling faces singing happy birthday to you... and I thought about my childhood and every dream I ever had for myself at the far off age of twenty-seven, everything I ever wished for and wanted.

And in that moment, with no health insurance and no 401k, no wedding band or mortgage or savings account to speak of, no career or size six jeans or exposed-brick Manhattan loft, in that moment I saw those faces all around me and I thought,

"What else could ever matter?"