Yesterday, I turned 26. I don’t have any goals to share or lessons to write this year. If I learned anything in my 25th year, it’s that you can’t predict or plan how life will go, so I’m going to do my best to go with the flow this year (…I’m learning…).
26 is an odd place to be — closer to 30 than 20, with friends in all different places. Some are married, some are having kids. Some are excelling in their careers, some are moving, some are going back to school. Friends are growing apart, friends are growing closer.
Everyone is going in different directions, and I’m just trying to figuring out which direction I’d like to go. I hope that this year is a great one. I want to learn more, grow more, and live in the moment a little more. Oh, and travel — that’s one thing that I’d like to bring with me from 25 to 26 — I loved the experiences that I had in my 25th year!
Jordan and I are going to go out and celebrate my birthday on Friday, but until then, this birthday ice cream, a surprise from a husband who knows his wife well, is making me pretty happy. Overindulging on birthdays is totally acceptable, right?