Barefoot in my music filled kitchen, sangria in hand and chicken on the stove, while laughing with my favorite Floridan on the phone is how I spent the final 29 minutes of my 29th year. Looking back, there is nothing else I would have rather been doing. A chaotic life of old faces and new adventures. Throw in some silly kids, a couple of animals and a cute boy from high school and it's just about dead on. My decade.
6 moves, 4 job changes, 10,000 + diapers, 5.5 years of sleep deprivation, 3 vehicles, 3.5 years of college, one marriage and three babies later. Oh, 19-year-old Julie. You had no clue the ride you were in for. While this decade did highlight some critical points ( like that I am not meant to be blond), there were far more treasures revealed. For all the heartaches, tummy bugs, dirty diapers, teenisy-budgets, job changes, packing, disagreements, toddler meltdowns and sleepless nights... I'd take it all again for the end result.
For a decade of adventurous...
Where our hours logged in the bathroom...
Between the boxes...
and great escapes...
all the while surrounded in some great company
of familiar faces...
and some important new ones...
Oh, what a decade of living.
39-year-old Julie, I can't wait to share in your secrets.
I hear each decade gets better than the last. Here are to many more new adventures!
Love it!! What a wonderful life you have to celebrate!
I totally choked up while reading your post, Julie. What a lucky gal you are. An amazing life. Happy birthday!!
Oh Juls, I love this so much!! How lucky am I to have lived through the last decade and a half with you! The best news is that we're just getting rolling! :) All my love to you, dear one!
I love you Julie! You are refreshing and real! Cheers to the next decade!
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