I didn’t realize until my 30s that it’s actually pretty normal and ok to admit that I think about my friends all the time. In this month’s Pasadena Magazine I wrote an article about friendship called Unicorns Are For Kids. I just reread it and, I don’t know, is the last line too sunny? Can you relate? “From my vantage right between girl and septuagenarian, in my thirties running a mostly stay-at-home mom gig, I wasn’t prepared for both the depth and length of all of these relationships. Motherhood has been rapid-fire friendship 101…” Read the full article here.