4.5 miles on the treadmill.
That’s 18 laps.
Birthday call from child #1.
Birthday cake from child #2.
Birthday hugs from child #3.
Photos from the beach from Husband #1.
(Just kidding — I meant to say my #1 Husband)
Who happens to be in the BAHAMAS.
I have loved my 40s.
It’s been a decade of reinvention.
My second act.
And I thank God for every messy bit.