So I feel old now.
I can't believe that this time last year, I was sitting around my kitchen table with some of my closest friends in Paris. Mateo was a few months old and sleeping in the bedroom; the four of us had a lovely dinner and champagne.
Today, I spent my birthday at the office. Two coworkers took me out for a most fabulous lunch, another coworker bought me a cupcake. I went to class, stopped by mom and dad's, picked up Mateo, ate some food. Low-key, no complaints.
But wow -- I am in such a different space now than where I was a year ago.
I wonder where I will be this time next year. It seems that 25 is going to be an exciting year, every year.
Weird, you keep turning 25, I keep turning 29.
Even in our delusions, I"m the older sister.
Bon annif, ma belle. I think of that night often. I don't know if it was the champagne, the company, the impending departure, or the celebration of you, but it was special and lovely. Here's to another one like it in a couple weeks time, ok? happy belated. Can't wait to see you.
happy belated birthday! i really do hope that this year kicks some ass for you. sounds like you have settled into the city of roses pretty well- university and all! do you miss France at all?