Wednesday, December 29, 2010
Tonight
Blog 1. I celebrated my friend's 40th birthday tonight. At 46 myself, I looked at her pretty face and tried to recall my 40th birthday. Then I immediately halted the process. When I turned 40 I was a wreck. I'd just recovered from a severely broken leg and was about to begin recovering from a broken marriage. I love being 46.
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I love that you love being 46! It makes turning 40 a whole hell of a lot easier knowing and seeing that getting older can just make a person wiser and more beautiful. Thanks for that.
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