I pulled myself out of bed this morning and did a 6am hot yoga class.  As I lay on the studio floor waiting to start, the instructor said something that brought tears to my eyes.  She said, “It’s my seven year old daughter’s birthday today.  Seven years ago she took her first breath.  A breath no one thought she would take.  So in honour of her, can we all remember to be grateful for each breath we take?”   Continue reading