Another year older

Today I turned 32. 32! How did that happen? When I think of myself I don't think of a girl that's now closer to 40 than she is 20. I think of a young, fresh out of college girl that has barely begun to live her life. Yes, I know that 32 is not old. In fact, since the 40s are like the new 30s, then that must mean the 30s are like the new 20s, which would mean I just turned 22... that sounds so much better. ;o) It's just so hard for me to believe that so many years are now under my belt.

My day was nice and simple. My mom is traveling, so she called me bright and early to reminisce about my birth. Then we headed off to church for a wonderful sermon that felt like it was directed right towards me and my journeys. After church we went over to Jeff's parents for ribs and a day of doing nothing. My Doodlebug took a nap in my lap and Lord knows I love to cuddle, so that was fine with me. I got lots of phone calls and emails with lots of well wishes. Not a bad way to spend a birthday, even if it does mean I'm another year older.

***I am grateful for:
1) a day spent w/family
2) a wonderful feeling on the inside
3) the great sermon
4) another weekend
5) the fact that yep, I AM another year older!