When Inspiration and Loss Collide: Writing This the Day After My 30th Birthday
Yesterday was my birthday. March 27, 2026. I turned thirty. And I didn’t write about this yesterday. Not because it didn’t matter, and not because it didn’t hit me, but honestly because I was too sad to process it in real time. I also didn’t want to make my birthday entirely about grief again. I’ve had enough birthdays like that already. And on top of that, I needed space. Time to sit with what I heard, to let it settle, to understand why it affected me the way it did. So I’m […]
