Today I turn 39. Getting older doesn't bother me. The fact that I turn 40 next year actually surprises me. I feel as good, if not better, than when I was in my twenties.
Alas, it has been a rough morning. A rat, a opossum, a husband who isn't talking to me, an email from my boss pointing out I did something wrong...
But then I see this boy. I hear his laugh. He wraps his little arms around my neck as if to say, "I love you Momma, no matter what," and everything is better.
Thank you Roark - you are AMAZING.
Also - thank you to Jean Smith for sending Rainbow and Unicorn farts my way.
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