On Groundhog Day 1984 I became a mom. Which makes today my daughter’s 29th birthday.
How is it possible that I have a 29 year old daughter when I’m only 28? (At least that’s about how old I feel.)
Like every mom, I love Alli so much, and I’m so proud, I couldn’t possibly say enough about her. (And she’s provided lots of writing fodder.)
These are just a few moments– and a few words from those 29 years.
Learning Curve written for MORE magazine
Fasten Your Seatbelt: This is a post Alli wrote a few years ago. She’s a fabulous writer; I just wish she’d write more.
Happy birthday to my amazing Alli with all my love!