A couple of months ago I woke up and realized that, despite the learnings of my youth, turning 42 was not in fact the answer to life the universe and everything. Mostly because in order to be the answer there must be the question. I'm not a question so much as I am a work … Continue reading on being the answer to life the universe and everything…
It would surprise no one who knows me in my personal life that my birthday is, for me, a big deal. While others would like the anniversary of their birth to pass with nary a reminder, I prefer to be reminded that this is a day of Cami celebration over and over and over again. … Continue reading 41 and learning to share…
Forty is a landmark. A milestone. It's a fixed place in time. It comes with a set of expectations. A certain amount of understanding. Of yourself. Of the people around you. Of the world. Tomorrow, as far as my birth certificate is concerned, I'll hit that landmark. But for me nothing feels set in stone. It doesn't … Continue reading this is not forty…
42 years ago today my brother was born. I guess that on the day of his birth he was not yet my brother. I wouldn't come into play for another few years. So, technically it wasn't my brother's birthday. It was just Matt's birthday. But 8 years later when this picture was taken it was … Continue reading and then my brother turned 42…
There's something about the number 13, isn't there? It comes with a warning. It announces itself. It's a prime number. There were 13 colonies in the US. Friday the 13th, that's a thing. And a movie series. It's also my second favorite number. I've always loved the look of the word and the way the … Continue reading about thirteen…
It's strange to me sometimes as the parent of an only child, to watch K's interactions with me, her father, her friends, my friends, the world. I was never an only child. On the day I was born my brother was nearly three and quite happy being an only child. I could regale you with … Continue reading for matty…
Eight years ago my life changed in the most amazing way. I met the most remarkable person. Someone who will be tied to my heart, my life, my existence for all time. It was eight years ago today that my beautiful daughter K was born. When I held her in my arms I didn't imagine … Continue reading eight
Yesterday was my birthday. My 33rd birthday to be specific and look at that... I let the day go by without a blog post. Hmmm. How did that happen? How did I not remember to mark my special day with a blog post etched indelibly on the face of the internet? Oh that's right. I … Continue reading happy being 33 day…
This morning when I woke, and yes this is one of those posts that start with me waking up to some amazing realization so try to contain yourself, I was just a little happier than was strictly necessary for any morning let alone 6:30 in the morning on a Monday with the sound of an … Continue reading in March
March is kicking my ass ladies and gentleman. This happens ever year. EVERY YEAR. When I was younger and way more self involved than I am now and I had no child I didn't care about her birthday (she didn't exist) or talent show, or St. Patrick's day, or my husband's grandmother's birthday. I had … Continue reading I reserve the right to repeat myself
