Yesterday was my 25th birthday and there's a part of me that is in denial that I have lived for a quarter of a century. Sometimes I feel like I should be 3-4 years younger; other times I feel a sense of urgency to move on to the next phase of my life, especially when I see friends my age or even younger settling down and having babies. I cannot help but wonder when it'll be my turn and eagerly await the time when my life would officially begin.
On the other hand, I am thankful for the past 25 years and having been brought thus far. I thank God everyday for my family, the blessings He has shown me, and the tests and challenges He has put me through to make me who I am today.
May the next quarter be everything I hoped for and more :)
