23 was one of the most tumultuous years of my life.
I have evolved so much the past year that it blows my mind.
The older I get, the more I realize it’s not about the pomp and circumstance of birthdays, less about the parties and empty birthday wishes from people you barely know.
It’s about cherishing that I am able to share my birthday with my Mom, my Dad, and my little brother. I know many people who have lost members of their family and that means that they may no longer get to celebrate their birthdays in the same way.
The older I get, the more I realize I get closer to the days that I don’t ever want to see come to pass. It’s scary, you know, hoping that the people that I love the most are here for many, many more years to come. I don’t know what I’d do without them.
I find myself having to go cry alone somewhere on happy holidays. Tears of joy, tears of sadness. Everything is bittersweet.
I love so hard and so much that it overtakes me. The little things, the quiet moments in the same space as the ones you love, you can’t put a price on it. If I could bottle it up and keep it forever I would.
The weight is heavy when you love like I love.
But underneath it all, I’m just so incredibly thankful for my family and my friends who help create moments with me worth remembering.
I’m so thankful to see 24 healthy years.
I’m just so thankful.
God has been so good to me.
Cherish all of the little moments, everyone! Cherish them!!!
Ps: It has been a whole year since I started this blog. Thank you to all of the people who have followed my blog! I love you all!!!