Thank you so much for all the birthday wishes.
I definitely experienced the first pang of “father time” with this one. 28 just seemed so perfect. Being 28 meant that I had arrived comfortably in my late twenties but that I still had time for a few mistakes. It said, “ask me questions because I’m wise, but I’m still hip in the scheme of things.” 28 was perfect for “yea, kids some day… far from now.”
I haven’t given 29 its identity yet. It means, “I’m almost 30!”
I’m sure it will all settle and I’ll get used to being 28+1.
But until then I’ll just focus on my amazing presents!!!!!!!!!