To 27, With Love.
On the eve of my 28th birthday, I reminisce for just a moment, at the past 27 years of my life.
It's been wonderful and honestly, one of the best years of my life. At 27 for just a few more hours, I am so thrilled to just be alive and have the life I have. This time last year, my brother and sister-in-law were here celebrating with me. We had a great time and it was so incredibly wonderful to have him here with my guy and I.
This year, my bestest friend since the third grade (almost 20 years) will be here and in two days I will see him finally, after six long years. I can't even begin to describe how excited and happy I am to see him. And I'm even more excited to have him here and finally meet my guy too, which is a beautiful gift in of itself.
My 20s have been a wild roller coaster to say the least. At 20 I was living in Uvalde and completely unaware of life, love, and the dreams that were possible. At 21, I moved to Las Vegas on a whim, met this wonderful man, and felt like I was on top of the world. I had no clue whatsoever, what life would have in store for me, but somewhere deep inside, my heart was prepared. When 22 rolled around the corner, I was going to college full-time to get my degree in Psychology, a subject I had been in love with for as long as I could remember. I met my boyfriend's entire family, fell in love with them deeply, visited family, and still lived with my uncle. By 23 I was living on my own for the very first time and truly taking care of myself. I had moved out of my uncle's house and felt freedom for the first time ever. I could breathe again and I was happy. I also changed my major at the last minute to my true love and passion, Journalism. 24-26 were the years of the "What do I do with the rest of my life?," "Who am I?," and "Where am I going?" The tumultuous questions years. Yeesh! They definitely were not my favorite in the moment, but now looking back, I am so extremely grateful for all the lessons those years taught me. I learned how to truly fall in love with myself and how to accept everything that makes me, me. I gained a new found confidence and appreciation for this one wild and precious life and I let go, as best as I could. Those years also helped me to see how much I'm loved and how with love, you can get through anything life throws your way. By the time I turned 27 last year, I was truly in the best place of my life. I celebrated six glorious years with my man, the same man I met at 21, and remembered how far I had come and all the things I had accomplished. I started writing a book (which I am still working on), picked up a few new writing gigs, and landed a true dream job that I really love. This past year has been nothing short of superb. Sure I struggled from time to time, but one of the best things I've learned thus far, is that though hardships will always exist, there is always that moment when you overcome and keep on living.
I am seriously in the best place of my life and so incredibly full of joy, that as I embark on my 28th year, I am completely grateful to be right where I am. I am and will always be that small town girl from Uvalde, the ever believer and person of hope, the girl who loves deeply and effortlessly, a true nerd deep down inside, a girly girl at its finest, but also a girl who is never afraid to get dirty, and a girl who loves to write and chase her dreams. I am all of this and more and despite the flaws and imperfections, when I look at myself in the mirror now, I am content. I see my beauty and I am whole.
To the past 27 years, with love. Thank you for being you! And to 28, lets make this year fabulous!
To the ones I love so immensely, thank you for loving me. Your love for me is indescribable, perfect, and all things that make my heart full and smile. I love you all, more than you could ever possibly know.
It's been wonderful and honestly, one of the best years of my life. At 27 for just a few more hours, I am so thrilled to just be alive and have the life I have. This time last year, my brother and sister-in-law were here celebrating with me. We had a great time and it was so incredibly wonderful to have him here with my guy and I.
This year, my bestest friend since the third grade (almost 20 years) will be here and in two days I will see him finally, after six long years. I can't even begin to describe how excited and happy I am to see him. And I'm even more excited to have him here and finally meet my guy too, which is a beautiful gift in of itself.
My 20s have been a wild roller coaster to say the least. At 20 I was living in Uvalde and completely unaware of life, love, and the dreams that were possible. At 21, I moved to Las Vegas on a whim, met this wonderful man, and felt like I was on top of the world. I had no clue whatsoever, what life would have in store for me, but somewhere deep inside, my heart was prepared. When 22 rolled around the corner, I was going to college full-time to get my degree in Psychology, a subject I had been in love with for as long as I could remember. I met my boyfriend's entire family, fell in love with them deeply, visited family, and still lived with my uncle. By 23 I was living on my own for the very first time and truly taking care of myself. I had moved out of my uncle's house and felt freedom for the first time ever. I could breathe again and I was happy. I also changed my major at the last minute to my true love and passion, Journalism. 24-26 were the years of the "What do I do with the rest of my life?," "Who am I?," and "Where am I going?" The tumultuous questions years. Yeesh! They definitely were not my favorite in the moment, but now looking back, I am so extremely grateful for all the lessons those years taught me. I learned how to truly fall in love with myself and how to accept everything that makes me, me. I gained a new found confidence and appreciation for this one wild and precious life and I let go, as best as I could. Those years also helped me to see how much I'm loved and how with love, you can get through anything life throws your way. By the time I turned 27 last year, I was truly in the best place of my life. I celebrated six glorious years with my man, the same man I met at 21, and remembered how far I had come and all the things I had accomplished. I started writing a book (which I am still working on), picked up a few new writing gigs, and landed a true dream job that I really love. This past year has been nothing short of superb. Sure I struggled from time to time, but one of the best things I've learned thus far, is that though hardships will always exist, there is always that moment when you overcome and keep on living.
I am seriously in the best place of my life and so incredibly full of joy, that as I embark on my 28th year, I am completely grateful to be right where I am. I am and will always be that small town girl from Uvalde, the ever believer and person of hope, the girl who loves deeply and effortlessly, a true nerd deep down inside, a girly girl at its finest, but also a girl who is never afraid to get dirty, and a girl who loves to write and chase her dreams. I am all of this and more and despite the flaws and imperfections, when I look at myself in the mirror now, I am content. I see my beauty and I am whole.
To the past 27 years, with love. Thank you for being you! And to 28, lets make this year fabulous!
To the ones I love so immensely, thank you for loving me. Your love for me is indescribable, perfect, and all things that make my heart full and smile. I love you all, more than you could ever possibly know.
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