Seven Hurts My Feelings

Photo: Welp. What can I say? He’s seven. He’s practically glowing with his brilliance and his beauty. And I? I can’t help but be a little heartbroken.   All the other birthdays have felt like hard won victories. Congratulations! You survived another year! Sleepless nights, diapers, sickness, tantrums… Every single year was a glorious, yet…