Cici Christ: “Here’s to another year of a life well spent.”

Today’s my birthday. My fortieth, or as I like to call it, my thirty-tenth. I’ve joked that turning forty is traumatic, but it’s really no big deal. I’ll not be getting an earring, a ponytail, or a sports car. Frankly, forty feels a lot like thirty-nine did. Still, this particular birthday has caused me to [...]