August 2010
1 post
Turning 27...
Turning 25 meant that I was a quarter of a century…makes it sound SO old, huh? Alas, that’s how I viewed myself. Now that I’m officially on my 2nd day as a 27 y/o I can’t help but see where my life isn’t and where it is. I’m not married to the only man I ever gave my heart to, I don’t have a house made into “our home,” and I don’t have...
