Another birthday has come and gone. Jeremy was nice enough to schedule his vacation over my birthday so we could go back to Utah to spend it with family and friends. It was so nice to be back home, surrounded by friendly, familiar faces. It was a busy trip, bouncing from breakfasts, to lunches, to dinners and we had a lot of fun spending time with people we love.
I've welcomed in the age of 27 and will try to treat it well. As I consider the many things I could possibly do with 27, I'm taking a fond look back at 26.
26 will be remembered as a year of big changes. I got engaged, I got married, I moved to Seattle, I watched Jeremy graduate from medical school.. There were many things that others may not consider to be monumental that were important to me. I spent priceless time with kids that taught me more about life than any school ever could, I visited new places, I said goodbye to people I love, I strengthened old friendships and made new ones, I kaboshed some negative relationships, I donated blood for the first (and second and third) time, I lost my favorite pet, I volunteered with friends.
And sometimes 26 was just plain fun. I went on vacations with girlfriends, learned to shoot a gun, went to an NFL game, learned to carve on my snowboard, appreciated Sunday Fundays, traveled with Jeremy, watched my niece learn to walk, had a denim bachelorette party, smiled everytime Cohen and Bridger said my name, rowed a boat, made up dances with a 10-year-old.
When it's all typed out like that, I realize how lucky I am to live the life I do. 26, you've been good to me and I'll miss you. 27, nice to meet you. You've got some big shoes to fill.