It Might be a Quarter Life Crisis…
It’s official. Today, I have been alive for a quarter of a century. Wow, that makes me sound so old. That also makes my older siblings and friends and parents seem ancient. (I am sure they will be pleased when I tell them this) Anyway, I most definitely feel a year older. If not for the literal reason that I turned 25 at 3.00 this afternoon, than for the more fitting reason that as a person, I feel there have been so many changes and so much more I want to do before the next April 19th is here. What I’ve come to realize is that I absolutely have to make the dreams in my head happen. There is no safety net once you’re 25. I cannot wait to see who I become the NEXT Apr 19th.
This birthday has also inundated me with a lot of emotion, some of it beyond the scope of this particular post. There have been three cake cuttings so far – pretty much all surprises. I definitely feel the love. At a time when loneliness would have otherwise creeped up, the love really was all around - in cakes, flowers, chocolates and some very nice gifts. (Thank you so much, everyone and specially Mom, who really did go into a lot of trouble to make the day special for me)
That being said, there’s definitely possibilities for more drunken antics later this weekend.