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I won’t say how much. It doesn’t matter, since really, I could be thirty and feel seriously old (if only). It’s all about perspective. I have no interest in being thirty again—it was a particularly restive period in my life. And without maturity or life-experience, that younger me was not so much pretty, no. If only you could be thirty and have the wisdom of someone—ahem—at my age. It would be the perfect combination. Read the rest of this entry »
Happy Birthday, Papa Juan!
I am so lucky to have spent your first 4 birthdays with you.
happy birthday, first son.
missing you always