I turned 32 Monday. Scott brought home this vegan chocolate cake from one of our favorite markets. Doesn’t it look delicious? He also had, in hand, a bouquet of yellow lilies. I was blown away by the sweetness.
I am settling into my thirties. I feel like I can breathe in my own skin and actually love myself. I am even loving the gray hairs I keep finding. The lines or wrinkles that seem to be multiplying on my face and hands aren’t bothering me yet and actually bring out more character. Ask me about gray hairs and wrinkles in ten years and I may feel differently.