Today I turn a quarter of a century.
I will embrace it even though it feels vastly different than any other number I've turned so far.
I am having a day date with my husband and then a night date sans baby. This is a big deal!
I'm a wife, a mom, and I'm 25.
Who's life am I living?
Because I'm certain I'm still climbing Mabel in our backyard in North Carolina, playing waff-woo with my sister, having lunch in the Starlight Cafe with aluminum foil stars on the porch, taking walks with my mom and catching tiny frogs, and singing songs to myself in an old tire swing in the woods.
This life of mine sure is moving right along and it sure is a good life.