My oldest son Oscar turned 17 this week. We celebrated and enjoyed the day (even though it snowed) and somehow I wasn’t the crying mess that I usually am when I think too hard about my babies getting older. But if we’re being real, Oscar turning 17 also marked a milestone in my countdown – because I’m full of all the feelings I feel “when you only have 1 year left”. I’m not going for ‘morbid’ with this post – more like – realistic, practical, …
