Thursday, March 8, 2012

The Big 2-9


Tuesday was my birthday. I had mixed feelings about this birthday at first because in general – I LOVE my birthday…the gifts, the cards, the Facebook messages…it’s the kind of attention I look forward to all year long – but society tends to want us to believe that any birthday after the age of 28 is a sad, depressing slide downhill toward old age. So, when I went to bed on Monday night I wasn’t too sure what to think about this particular birthday but when I woke up on Tuesday to a new pair of boots and breakfast (Thanks Ben!) and lots of wonderful birthday wishes from family and friends and the thought that even though I am 29 and that is the age in which my mother stopped getting any older (if you ask her) I don’t feel 29 – I feel about 25 – so I decided to make the best of this situation that I’ve found myself in and just count all of the blessings that God has given me over the past 29 years.

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