Ten years. At the end of the last decade I was 30, a couple of years out of grad school, working as an elementary librarian. I hadn’t published a thing. I wasn’t a mom yet. I still lived in NJ, in a house we’d bought 2 years before. This blog was a year old, and I was posting every single day. I spent that NYE in Paris and had the worst stomach flu of my life there on New Year’s Day, but still…Paris. I had absolutely no idea what would be ahead.

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