Saturday Confession: What 44 Looks Like on Me

For a few years, each birthday I’ve blogged about how I’m feeling about the new age I’m in. I’m a little late on this one, but here it goes. I’ve noticed 44 is usually the last number on surveys and paperwork before a new age bracket begins. Ouch. It’s a small step forward to being closer to 50 than 40. But for me, 44 isn’t a bad year to embrace.…

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