To My Kansas City Sisters…

You know who you all are. You’re an army of amazing women I am beyond blessed to call my sisters.

You are one of the biggest reasons why moving to Denver has been such a bittersweet transition for me.

I came to Kansas City as a newly-married, 25-year-old baby and you took me under your wings. Now, I’m a full-fledged ahjumma and I’m proud of it (well, minus the mini-van…soon!).

You showed me how to laugh about the things our husbands would do that would drive us crazy, and helped me realize that marriage is messy and imperfect and something you have to fight for every day.

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