30+10

It’s still hard for me to embrace getting older. But it’s futile and insane for me to be sad, bitter, wistful for times gone by and to resist the inevitable. 30+10 if something that brian came up with. He and the boys bought be a David Yurman necklace and took e to Fleming’s for dinner. I am well loved by my boys. So why am I so solemn and melancholy sometimes? I really want the next decades to be filled with happiness, love, and laugheter. The boys are growing up so fast, which means I am getting older at the same rate. *sigh. Nothing I can do about it but focus on the positive and the present...not on this postpartum pooch that I can’t see to get rid of.