Dear Year 31...

Year 31, you've been good to me. You've given me the man of my dreams as a husband, a remote island vacation, a state-to-state moving experience, a beautiful new baby boy and countless other memories. It's been good...but I must inform you that it's time to move on. I'm moving on to bigger, better years. Year 32 is next and then 33, 34, 35...you get the idea. Don't take it personally. It's not you, it's me. I hope we can still be friends, though, and I'll think of you every time I look at photos and my blog journal. You've been a good year to me.

32 has a lot to live up to!

Your friend always,
Nicole