turning 28....hmmm....I wish to think of this year with hope and reflect on 27 with a sense of humility and yet accomplishment. There are things in my life I am certainly not proud of, I don't think anyone could say otherwise (if you can...don't talk to me), but I believe that hope and grace has carried me through a difficult year. Four job changes, a move, learning to share joint custody of my children, grieving, and yet at the same time finding joy in small moments and in precious memories. I wouldn't be 27 again for anything...so I guess turning 28 will just have to do.
This year, because I'm lucky enough to always get my kids on my birthday, Eric and I postponed a nice dinner out, and went to his parent's house for taco night and birthday cake with Katie and Carter. It was exactly the way I would have wished it...being surrounded by family, having my kids with me (and the Italian leather boots helped, too... :) I couldn't be more grateful for all the gifts I received, especially the meaningful "peace" necklace that Eric's mother bought me. It was a fun, fun, night.
Carter was very eager to help Mommy blow out the candles!




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I love that quote at the end! I might have to borrow that. :-)What doesn't kill us makes us strong, right?
I hope you have a wonderful year....28 doesn't seem so bad...its the one that is coming two years from now that scares me.
Hope to see you soon. Are you still thinking about going to the Children's Museum? Owen and I would love to be guests sometime if you decide to go!
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