![]() I first met Lauren seven years ago when we were both pregnant with our second children. I feel like it was in the first few conversations that she declared she wanted to spend her 35th birthday alone in Paris. It didn’t happen. In the spirit of her long-held desire, she’s in Paris today. On a beautiful Saturday in her beloved city, surrounded by those who love her most, she turns 37. Happy birthday, my dearest.
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