Two days shy

I turn 25 on Thursday.
Yes, I know it is also Thanksgiving.
But, Hello! I'm turning 25 YEARS OLD.

I'm kind of freaking out. While I am more than happy to kick 24 to the curb as the hardest year of my life, 25 is a big deal. My husband has offered to take me to a lovely dinner and buy me a watch of my choice tomorrow night to celebrate, since Turkey dinner wasn't exactly on my wish list. I am excited, and I'm looking online for dresses for the special occasion. What does a 25 year old wear? Short, long, lace, deep V? I don't know. I feel like I am about to enter some uncharted waters of 25. It's almost daunting. 5 more years will be thirty and then we will blink our eyes and I will be 80.
Seriously people. This is cra- people. Absolutely cra-. ( for you older folks, CRA= Crazy.)

Like I said earlier, 24 has been a hard year. Like haard. Quite honestly, by the grace of Jesus Christ and Him alone, I have made it through some of my toughest nights, and darkest days. To be honest, there were moments when I didn't think I was going to make it. There were days I thought about giving up, throwing in the towel and sinking in my heartache and pain. Yet, here I am, two days shy of turning 25 and I am excited. Sorta. I'm excited to spend the day with my family and with Jonny.

Here's to two exciting dinners, a great dress & a new watch :)

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