Got grace? – My gift to myself for 36.
Today I am 36. Happy freaking birthday to me. And while most 30 something adults cringe at the passing of another year, I am happy to kiss that number goodbye. I would like 35 to be filed away in long term memory, only to be recalled at a later date and time of my own choosing. Because 35, you were a bitch. But I woke up this morning feeling different. More awake. More like myself. I went to bed last…