I had a post about turning thirty-three all ready to write last week, the whole thing planned out in my head and then when I went to write it, nothing. I couldn’t get any words out, except thirty-three. I typed thirty-three at the top of the page and that was it.
Another birthday, another year on this earth. Kris didn’t make it past thirty-three. I was thinking about all the birthdays I spent with Kris. And honestly, I can remember all of them except 29……