Reflecting on Another Trip Around the Sun
It's my party and I'll cry if I want to
Today is my birthday.
New Year’s Eve birthdays have always felt a little different. The world is busy closing tabs and opening champagne while I’m usually doing something quieter. Looking back. Taking stock. Letting the year and the life overlap for a moment.
It feels less like a celebration and more like letting the dust settle.
I’m turning 47 today. And …
