Today I turn 32. Yesterday I got to sit in church as a family of three for the first time. Tomorrow I will do my best to finish the issue of The Chronicles that I nearly finished on Friday (somehow all my work disappeared from the file-darned remote access).
Basically, life moves on. I generally love my birthday, and today is no exception. But it is amazing how much different it is when you spend the day that is supposed to be all about you taking care of someone else. In fact, it makes that birthday seem that much more worthwhile.
Such a good day, including all the spit up :-)
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