THE LOST YEAR

Once upon a time...

Last week,

I was laying in bed being sad that I was about to turn 33. 

It felt old.

Then after stretching my last few functioning brain cells to do the math,

I realized I thought I was 32 all year and I really wasn't.

I've been 31 all year. 

I lost a year. 

Well, at least I'm not 33 yet. 

So today is my birthday and I'm enjoying the simple moments.

Baths 

Naps

Lunch with my family

The smiles on my children's faces

Pumpkin patch's

etc....

So as a gift to me, watch this...

then try your best to focus on the simple moments and chose to make them worth while.

Also, I plan to take my body for a run tonight. 

To thank it for being the vessel of my spirit for 32 whole years.

Amazing strength it must have to house this unruly spirit of mine.