Day 50. The “Me Project.”

Yesterday was my sister, Kirsten’s, birthday. She’d be in her mid-30s. It feels good to be thinking about her, writing about her. We got together with my parents this weekend for dinner and celebrated her. It’s been too long. I’m writing an article for a contest right now that features similarities between her and my kids. It’s weird to imagine her as an adult, but easy to picture her as an aunt.

Too tired to write more now. Been busy little elves around here, etc, etc.

More soon.