My first thought when writing this was “Have I really not written anything in almost a month?!”
Then again, it has been quite the past month.
Let’s see, I finally upgraded to a smart phone…
…I went to the West Coast for the first time to Seattle to visit some old friends (which included an epic and frightening trek to Vancouver…Canada)…
…and this past week things have just in general been nuts (family, work, and life)…
I (almost) forgot it is my birthday tomorrow.
And not just any birthday, but my golden birthday (I’ve been told this is something only people in certain parts of the world celebrate).
You would think I would have planned something. Dinner with my boyfriend, a night out with friends, a small party of sorts-and up until today my Thursday evening and weekend were looking very open.
Birthdays just aren’t as fun as they were when I was a kid. Maybe because instead of approaching major milestones like getting ears pierced, contacts, or the ability to see R-rated movies at the theater, I now can look forward to gray hairs, and the shocking reality that A Goofy Movie and Little Giants are over twenty years old.
Yes, I am being dramatic. I’m not that old, despite a recent study that stated that “it’s all down hill for our bodies after 24,” which is supposedly when everything is finally mature and fully developed (minus our brains). I’m quite young, and I need to constantly remind myself of that.
But with bills, loans, a full-time job, and more responsibility (this is beginning to sound like a friend of mine’s blog post), it’s hard to remember that I am still young.
And if forgetting that I am still young, with so much opportunity and potential, is one of the worst of my problems-I’m doing pretty darn well indeed.
So I raise my metaphorical glass to you, to everyone, to all the golden birthday-ers tomorrow. I wish that you simply smile, and relish in the fact that we are 24 years into our lives…with an undefined amount of years laying ahead, just waiting to be used to their full potential.