Twenty Nine.

Twenty Nine.

A year ago for my birthday, I wrote out 28 lessons I had learned in 28 years of life. This year, I told Orlando I don’t feel like I’ve learned 29 new ones, or even 1 big, profound one for that matter. The past 12 months have just felt like a lot of love...
I’ll be missing you.

I’ll be missing you.

From the day my parents met, they never spent more than 24 consecutive hours away from each other. Sometimes if my mom was driving home late at night and my dad realized it was getting close to a full day since he’d seen her, he would drive to meet her halfway...