Happy Tuesday everyone! We went to sleep with thunder and lightening and woke up with snow – what a weird this winter has been so far. Not to mention the “skating rink” in our backyard from all the rain yesterday. Imagine if ALL of it would have been snow (yikes).
Tomorrow’s my 33rd birthday. I have to work a little late, and we have plans for take out sushi and a quiet night snuggling and likely watching Zootopia for the 100th time. For the record, I might request Ratatouille. 😉 I’m so excited.
It’s funny the older I get, the less I want any sort of attention on myself. You’re probably thinking – you have a blog where you put yourself out there constantly, you do those silly Insta-stories and share stories that are pretty damn personal. What any oxymoron.
I went and re-read my birthday post from last year’s birthday. I feel like I wrote it yesterday. At that point I thought we had been through everything we could possible handle. I guess the biggest thing I’ve learned in the last year is this:
It doesn’t get easier, you get stronger
No matter what the next year brings, I know one thing – I’m going to keep blogging and sharing my journey. Maybe 10 people read, maybe 1000. If I can help someone going through something, even in a small way, game on. I’m also going to keep trying to be the best version of myself and making sure I set the best example for Dane – he is a sponge after all.
My biggest birthday wish is that Dane sleeps through the night and my meeting lets out early tomorrow afternoon. 🙂
Thanks for reading! xo