Yesterday was our son-in-law, Marcus', birthday. It's a very important day for us because we celebrate that Marcus became a part of our family over twelve years ago. But unfortunately it was also the day of our 50th class reunion and my head was filled with apprehension and nerves and I spent the day preparing and recovering from a little too much celebration the night before when our daughter Amy visited for the first time in a long time. Just as we were walking out the door for the reunion, it hit me. Oh my gosh! Is it Marcus' birthday? And it was. I felt terrible but determined to at least text a birthday wish from the reunion but my phone had not a whisper of a signal. But enough with the excuses because this post is for and about Marcus.