this post could also be titled "why i didn't freak out when i turned 40".
if getting older means growing old with these people, then i'm all in. and it's all good.
i'm where i want to be. and with the people that i love.
i am grateful every day that i can say that.
this post is not entirely about how they surprised me over and over and over one day.
(though there are a million pictures that could tell that story, they're possibly too blurry to post. hmmm. weird.)
it's about love and friendship and time flying by.
it's about growing up and growing families and changing directions and staying close.
it's about how so much has changed, but how much has really always stayed the same.
love you guys. thanks for the best birthday ever.
these pictures are priceless to me. even the really dark and grainy ones.