As I left my mother’s house in Orange County and headed back to LA, my mom kissed me good bye and told me “This is going to be a great year for you!”
I looked at her and told her I had no doubt – why? Because it HAD to be better than this last year. It was inevitable.
This last year I had the WORST job as a personal assistant, a horrible end to my previously wonderful relationship, and an apartment from hell — where I live with my ex-hunny!
I’m honestly excited my birthday is over because it means I get to move forward and leave my 23rd year in the past! Hallelujah!