Today is my birthday. Ten years ago I hadn’t met my wife yet, definitely wasn’t a father, had only literary ambition instead of numerous publications, and was still a student and penniless, I’ve come a long way. Though I am not a whole lot richer monetarily, I sure am richer when it comes to everything else. I’ve been married for six years (today’s my anniversary, too), I have a healthy and happy 5 year old son, and am working at Canada’s oldest and one of the most prestigious literary magazines. I’m making a living doing what I love. I’m working on my second book, and I’m healthy. I’ve got lots of great friends and live in a wonderful city. I couldn’t ask for much more.