|almost 21 years ago.. i wonder what i imagined my life would be like then|
Am I the only person who feels a little bit down the night before their birthday?
Don't get me wrong.. Its not that I'm upset to be turning a year older. It just seems that the night before my birthday every year seems to be a night of reflection... A reflection back to how I felt blowing out the candles the year before... what I thought I'd accomplish in a year or things I looked forward to. I'm not dissapointed with how my year of being 24 went. A lot of BIG things happened while I was 24. I planned a wedding, moved into our home, powered through my final year of college, made some new friends that brought something special into my life, said goodbye to some friendships that brought me nothing but down in the end, graduated from college, married my best friend, added another country to my list of places traveled, brought home our pride and joy Reagan, planted and tended to a very very productive garden, read many good books, found out that I am to become an aunt....
These are all great things, but I still feel a little sad thinking that another year has slipped right by. I will never be able to relive another year as my 24 year old self. I feel silly even typing this out but it makes me feel better about it. Tomorrow evening we will make the short drive north to my hometown to the house I grew up in. We will eat the corned beef, cabbage, and mashed potatoes that my dad makes for me every year (its my favorite meal). After, I will blow out the candles on my chocolate on chocolate cake and make a wish like I do every year. I will wonder what 25 will bring me.. what adventures I will have, who I will meet, places I will go. And the following November 19th I will mourn the loss of 25. 24 and I had a good run. Its just hard to say goodbye to an age that I experienced so many great things with.