37 is a pretty cool number. It’s the age I turn today around five o’clock. (I’m sure my mom will pinpoint the exact time in the comments section…)
Last year I was wrong about my birthday; I thought I was turning 37 but when I did the math, I realized I was getting ahead of myself. This whole past year feels like a bonus year, a blessing.
But 37? 37 is the year I have a four-year-old son and an almost eight-year-old, solid marriage.
I’ve got a little home-based business I enjoy doing, a warm and cozy home, good friends and neighbours and a big garden space in my back yard. The love of my family surrounds me. My body and mind are healthy.
37 is a pretty great number.