So, I took my time getting ready today (well not totally, but I was only slightly rushing myself to get to work) and was blowing my hair dry (thinking that it is getting heavy again, and probably could use a good thinning out, I know, oh the whows of having lots of hair, ha, i know i'll be happy about it when i start lossing some) anyhow, I started to reflect on the year, and all that happened while I was 23.
At first thought, nothing really had happened, then I started to think, and realized, wow, its been a busy year, not a perfect year, but it sure has been a wonderfully blessed year. I turned 23, graduated, got a job in the field, have learned expontential amounts about working in the real world. Moved to a beautiful piece of this world that I won't have any other good excuse to go to again. I had thanksgiving with my best friend and her family, was home for a month around christmas, went on a cruise with my family to mexico. My sister got engaged/legally married (wedding to come) I ran my very first planning commission solo. I ran my first half marathon and have plans to run a full marathon. I have wonderful friends and family afar and loving new friends and co-workers and adopted family close by that continues to amaze my by reminding me how much I am loved, thought about, and cared for. I continue to dream and hope and grow. I have a job that I can make do with and pay all my bills and save a little. And although there could be a note after each one of those as to how it could be better and what I dream for it to be instead, Life is pretty ok and this year was much better then the last (phuemonia kinda took over a large part of 22)
And to that, cheers to 23, and cheers to 24 being even better.
It has been a good year for you- not perfect, but good!
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