Can anyone vouch with me that May is the absolute busiest month for the entire year?
Even as you are reading this now, I am in the car on the way to Virginia. I always plan for a really productive car ride. I download various podcasts and audio books. I always bring my planner, two hard back books, and my laptop. Yet, without a doubt, I will fall sound asleep with ten minutes of pulling out of the driveway. Mitchell obviously always has to drive. There is something about the car that causes me to immediately fall asleep. So much for productive car rides.
This week I celebrated my twenty-fourth birthday. Thank you for all your loving and sweet birthday wishes. Can I tell you that I am hell-a proud of where I have come from in the past year. Twenty-three was not for the faint of heart. I had a really rough twenty-third year. I broke my sternum, Guinness passed away, we were without a kitchen for six months, I failed my wine exam in Philadelphia, my car was totaled, I had to get new glass twice, and I got diagnosed with thyroid disease. Thanks twenty-three.
A lot went right though last year, and I grew so much in my faith, my community, my joy, and my hope. Twenty-three disguised itself as total chaos, but actually was filled with some pretty beautiful moments that I would be silly to overlook. I finally got a Maine-Coon kitten, Zöe, and she is as sassy as myself. I went back to Philadelphia and kicked that exams' butt, finishing my class with the highest honors. I spent a week soaking up some glorious sun in the Bahamas. I got a new car. I was able to lead my beautiful small group for the second full year. My sternum healed and I began practicing yoga every single day. I got my dream kitchen, half paid for from my insurance company. We got a Boston Terrier named Pluto. I made some sweet new friends. Ya'll twenty three was beautiful. God was so good.
I'm entering twenty-four super strong and super encouraged. I have nothing by high hopes and huge goals to tackle this upcoming year. I have a book to get published, some more rays to soak up, and a lot of more pictures to take.
So cheers to twenty-three. Thank you for your lessons. I am thoroughly excited to enter year twenty-four.