This past Wednesday (yup on the 11th) I turned 25. And it was nothing like I ever thought my 25th birthday would be. And yet it was a pretty perfect day.
I will be the first to admit that I thought turning 25 was going to be rough...really, really rough. But it wasn't...and for that I'm grateful.
I went to work like normal...wore one of my favorite tops and woke up early to enjoy coffee on my couch. Got a phone call from my favorite twins and Riggs sang me the ABCs. At work, I was surprised with pumpkin coffee from Dunkin Donuts as well as a new clemson tervis, earrings & twizzler bites. Had a great lunch downtown at the Green Room and the owner of the company I work for sang me happy birthday...and then joked that I had to only be 19...close enough I guess :)
Church was really good that evening...my craft went over really well with the older kids and I got a few things done while other stations were happening.
But really had you asked ten years ago, five years ago or even last year...this is no where near what I would have told I wanted my 25th birthday to be like...but it was such a good day.
I will admit I so do not think that being 25 has sunk in yet (i'm sure a rambling post is coming soon about everything I'm no closer to having then i was a year ago...or 5 years ago but for now we just enjoy the positive and content feeling that I have) I still feel so much like a child most days and I can't believe that I'm already 25...and that I haven't accomplished more than I already have.
But then I think that I've probably done more than I realize...and that this past year has been full of unexpected changes...and while I'm definitely not where I ever thought I would be at 25....I'd really like to think that 15 year old me would be really happy with where she'll be at 25, even if it's not what she saw coming at all.
