Lessons from 30

Today I turn 31. This particular age feels simultaneously foreign and familiar, like a too big, too old-fashioned coat you once bought and thought you’d never wear that now mysteriously fits so you reluctantly just wear it. My husband and I have birthdays a week apart, so he is 31 too. I wrote in his card that 30 had been a rollercoaster yearContinue reading “Lessons from 30”