I turn 27 today.
I’m almost as old as my mom was when she had me.
Ten years ago, I was a junior in high school. That doesn’t feel like a decade.
Ten years from now, I’ll be 37. And I’m sure that won’t feel like a 10-year gap either.
I’ve enjoyed getting older each year so far. I love the maturity and wisdom that comes with age.
Perhaps I’ll feel differently one birthday in the future. But for now, I’m just enjoying the ride…which I assume is the only thing I can do.
One of the best gifts I receive on a daily basis is you, the reader, giving me your attention for a few minutes each morning.
Thank you so much. I am eternally grateful.
Here’s to 27 more!