friday was my birthday, and i turned 20 years old. i'm still not so sure how i feel about it. if it means that i got to eat that beautiful cake made special by my mom, then i'm all for it. i actually had a pretty good birthday. i spent it at home, but it was good. my step-sister, sarah, came to my house a few days earlier then her brother for my birthday. we got to go to the beach and just spend some good, quality time together. having her come early and getting to go shopping and just have girl time was the best. it made my birthday! on friday my three step-brothers came for the weekend and my brother clayton brought home his girlfriend for us to meet for the first time. there were 10 people in my house all weekend long. it was crazy, but it was a lot of fun, too. we played a hilarious 9 person game of apples to apples on friday night.
on saturday my brothers, chelsea (clayton's girlfriend) and i went to my dad's house to celebrate my birthday. it's always fun to carry over the birthday cheer for a couple days after the birthday is done and gone. which brings me to today. everyone keeps asking me if i feel any different, and all i can say is "not yet". i never do. the change doesn't just happen over night, and i'm grateful for that. honestly, i'd be a little weirded out if i suddenly changed over night without warning. it's something that will happen over my 20th year of life. i'm excited, though. a lot of big things are coming my way, and i'm excited to see where God takes me and how He uses me. it will be good. i know it.
I always find that just when I start feeling somewhat like my age, then another birthday rolls around and that number goes up one more digit, starting the process over again.
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