I’m writing this on the morning of my 38th birthday. For the past few years, I’ve tried to spend a bit of time alone and reflecting on my birthday. This year has felt like such a leap for me, and for my kids. Seeing my daughter grow so much in kindergarten while my son went from a newborn to a toddler in the same year was wild. They’re both so diffe…
38 Things I Loved This Year
In no particular order.
