January 24, 2016
The Birthday Post
When I was a little girl, I told my parents that twenty-four was going to be the best year of my life. Some may think it strange that while I was changing the rubber shirt on my Polly Pocket, I’d simultaneously think about what my early 20’s would be like. What kind of child was I? Yes, a weird one.
I’ve always had an obsession with the number twenty-four mainly because I was born on January 24th and my mother on September 24th. One day when I was in elementary school, I went to the fair in town with all of my closest friends and we played the roulette wheel. Somehow, it landed on the number twenty-four several times and I won stuffed animals for myself and all of my friends. I felt like the luckiest girl alive that night.
I still feel like a very lucky girl, but for so many other reasons. I feel lucky because my family have good health, my close friends are genuine, wonderful people and my relationship is more special than I ever imagined it could be at my age. My golden birthday has finally arrived and all of my little friends at the fair are grown up. Now we bond over the good times we had like strolling down the main avenue in town on the weekends, eating egg rolls out of brown paper bags after school, and buying new tank tops before middle school dances where we’d grind to songs like Monster Mash. Yes, that did in fact happen.
Life just isn’t a box of chocolates anymore and the things we would worry and stress over seem incredibly silly now. I wish my twenty-four year old self could tell my teenage self to just enjoy the years because they will truly be missed when life becomes all too real. Do you ever really wish you could go back to those awkward years without having to actually look like the most awkward human ever?
Now my birthday has become a time where I not only celebrate, but also reflect on where I am in my life. What do I hope to achieve in the next five years and where do I see myself living and doing? I wish I could say I think about birthday cake, presents, and girly sleepovers with pepperoni pizza before bed.
I’ve been enjoying my life as it is now and appreciating everything I have in this moment. Things may never be as simple as they once were, but that shouldn’t make you any less appreciative for what you do have. And who knows, maybe this will be the best year of my life? A girl can certainly dream.