Today I turn the big 2-5.
Last night Matthew and I made a HUGE two-tiered chocolate cake. I’m normally not such a cake fanatic, but for some reason I always feel the urge to bake something marvelous on my birthday. We’re going to assemble the thing tonight and cover it in homemade cocoa frosting and sliced almonds. Yum…..
While we were baking Matthew asked me what I had hoped to accomplish by the time I turned 25. It’s a pretty normal question, but it really got me thinking. There are so many things in my life that I never could have guessed would be here – wonderful, complicated, painful, joyful – really the whole gamut. Not to get all “as I look back over my long life” on you, but as I reflect on my 25 years I feel such a sense of journey. I am a different person now than I was at 20, thank God. I’ve met new people, said goodbye to others, moved around, started jobs, tried new things, and learned a lot. On the brink of a new adventure, I feel contemplative about the new risks I will take and the ways in which I will grow - and I'm excited!
But I didn’t really answer Matthew’s question. And I realized that in the past I’ve felt trepidation about making a “bucket list” of sorts. As lame as it sounds, I’m tentative about making declarations that I’m not sure will come to completion. But I’ve realized that just because we’re not able to complete every goal (i.e. do everything perfectly) doesn’t mean that we’re quitters.
So…I’m making my list. To be posted soon!