Tomorrow is a day that will change my life forever. I will no longer be on the early side of the twenties. Yes, tomorrow I will embark on the "late" twenties side of life. 25 hit me hard. I really didn’t think it would bother me, but it really did. Especially when I went to fill out a survey and I no longer could choose the box "18-24". I was now the next box up. (sigh)
25 had its pluses, my car insurance went down. Actually, I guess that’s really the only plus it had. Aside from the fact that as long as I’m having birthdays, that means I’m still kicking. I survived.
Only God knows what 26 has in store for me. Hopefully it will be a year of wisdom and growth. A year of happiness and change. If anyone has any stories of anything exciting that happened when they were 26, I’d love to hear them.
I do know that tomorrow marks a start of 3 months with Josh calling me "old". For those 3 months, he will be 25, and I’ll be a ripe old 26. woohoo…
25 was the hardest birthday for me as well. Everyone made fun of me, but it was something that I couldn’t explain. I cried the whole day.
When we were younger I remember thinking that you get to drive first and be 18 first, now I’m glad you will be 26 for a week and 2 days longer than me:) You will have to let me know how different it is being in your late twenties. Happy Birthday!
Happy Birthday! I didn’t know your birthday was in February also. Mine was last Tuesday. My hardest birthday was 20 because I hadn’t really planned past that and suddenly it went flying by.