My birthday is today and I am fortunate to have received lots of messages from well-wishers, so thank you for those!
I can’t believe I am 33. That is a number hard to picture in my head. When you are 10, you can look at your fingers and know how old you are. When you are 21, you can look at your fingers and toes and … well you know. Now that I am 33, my age has become an abstraction. I still feel 12 in a lot of ways, but in others I can’t even relate to the younger versions of myself.