On your birthday, everyone always asks if you feel any different. As if you are going to wake up on your birthday and suddenly life just FEELS a year older. Your body, your mind, your soul…like poof! Surprise! 25! Do you feel it?
Especially in these “older” years (yes, I know 25 is not OLD, but it IS older) it’s a gradual “hello! You’re aging!”
For example, back ache. Oh, hello 25.
Headache from loud music. Oh, hello 25.
Can’t eat endless amounts of sweets. Oh, hello 25.
Can’t go out too much on week nights. Oh, hello 25.
Obviously I’m joking and generalizing. But I honestly have noticed things in the past year or so that have just jumped out at me like, hello-this-is-your-wake-up-and-feel-older-moment, only it’s not your birthday, it’s every day of your GD life.
I wonder when my metabolism will give me that wake up call that hello, I-no-longer-work-the-way-i-used-to. Gasp.
Well, another year has passed and I’m finally the long awaited two-five. Dreaded by some, welcomed by others…Highly anticipated by myself. Finally, I consider myself an adult. No longer in the middle stage merely hoping to achieve something and become someone. Well, not that I’m quite there yet, but for whatever reason these two numbers just mark something for me. Something special. And it was quite the honor to have celebrated this special birthday with so many of my loved ones. I can barely remember last week (am I getting old? I kid) and I certainly can’t remember my last birthday. But I do have to say, this one feels different and special.
Cheers to the two-five.
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