I turned 29 years old this month. (I celebrated with my mom, who is also a March baby.) It's hard to believe I'm this old and, at the same time, I am still so young. The years have been both short and long, if that's possible.
One week before my birthday, I was laid off from my job. "Happy Birthday, Pooh Bear." (Say that in your best Eeyore voice.) It's been a struggle, but we're making it.
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