This life is much like a book of poems, it changes things up as you go, some poems shorter than the last, some make you cry some make you laugh. Never did I expect that book to last. Never thought I’d live past 33, and now I’m 36. It must be some type of magic, luck, or something else. I’m so grateful for each decade that passes, whether I messed them all up or not- this one is my favorite. I renewed my vows because love conquers all. I love that man. I went back to an old job where I love it and miss it when I’m not there, who knew I’d love my job so much one day? I’ve made so many friends the past couple of years. My family is growing, and no, I’m still never having a child. This is the best chapter of my life if you subtract the finances., they’ll ruin anyone’s day at this point though. I feel like im on the verge of turning the page to start another new chapter and I think I’ll love that one even more,