Well, I’m turning 38 this weekend. Not quite sure when THAT happened?! I’m pretty sure it was just yesterday that I kissed my husband for the first time at 19 years old while watching lesbians make out at Beaver Lake (a park here in Montreal). But clearly, it’s NOT yesterday. Not even close. I’ve got more wrinkles, more cellulite, and honeys… more wisdom.
So as an ode to approaching 40, and having you girls (and yes a few guys) by my side, I thought I’d share the 38 things I’ve learned in my 38 years. I’ve learned these life lessons from my friends, family, and from you.
So here goes. In honor of turning
38 28 (ahem), what I’ve learned: