Yesterday I turned 32 and for the last few years, I’ve been forgetting how old I am. I always remember my husband’s age, though, and it gives me the quick math I need to do to be reminded of my own. Does that happen because birthdays quickly lose significance after 30? The milestones have more gaps between them and I guess most people lose interest in celebrating getting older, perhaps? Continue reading
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