Last month, I turned 34. I was feeling a little pout-y about getting older, because being 34 puts me officially in my mid-thirties, which makes me feel old. So, my boys took me to breakfast at my favorite, Ramos House. The delicious food and my adorable company quickly changed my mood. My life doesn't look the way I thought it would at 34, but I'm glad. Nick asked me if I was sad that day because I feel behind in life. Truthfully, I have felt that way at points. Nick reminded me that I'm not behind in anything that matters. And in actuality, this life I'm living is better than anything I ever could have dreamed of.