Friday Feels #9

I have officially been 45 for a week and I feel … the same as before. I don’t know about you, but I find it takes me a while (sometimes months) to come to grips, emotionally, with changes, milestones, and the like. For the time being, 45 is a just a number – one that I rarely think about. I had a lovely birthday weekend and got lots of quality family time. Our flying visit to Calgary was fun, if a little rushed, and the best part was visiting all our favourite secondhand bookstores. I say “our” but I really mean mine, my daughter’s, and my husband’s; my son is the odd man out in a family of book-lovers. I find it so fascinating because, in many ways,...