I know a lot of folks don’t believe in making wishes on their birthday.  I still believe in wishes.  A wish is something fun, an opportunity to close your eyes, count to ten, and dream of something you can’t beg for, barter for, or buy.  But as an adult, I find myself saying prayers rather than making wishes. This year, on the day of the start of my 53rd year, I have several wishes, prayers, and requests.  I know, I know, “requests” doesn’t quite fit in that sentence well and it doesn’t quite fit with “wishes” and “prayers,” but I’ll fully explain myself in a minute. I spend my days doing what I love – photography.  Most days I get paid for doing what I love – capturing memories.  On most days I feel good – well, I feel great – about the work I do.  Having that sense of pride is important, I believe, to everyone.   You have to have pride in anything you do no matter what your profession.  But more importantly, every …