Today, one of my childhood few reached a milestone.
Our days were filled with bouncy balls, tin foil figurines, borrowed CDs, "Keep this forever"s, and more nostalgia than my brain can handle right now.
Somewhere along this past decade, we've grown up.
Our childhoods have passed us by, and suddenly, we're not children anymore.
But I hope you know that I don't care if one or two decades have passed or if you've reached your 12th milestone. I'm always, always proud of you.