“You’ll be fine. You’re 25. Feeling [unsure] and lost is part of your path. Don’t avoid it. See what those feelings are showing you and use it. Take a breath. You’ll be okay. Even if you don’t feel okay all the time.”
― Louis C.K., Untitled
I turned twenty-five on Friday and although I’m not big on birthdays this one felt like a big deal. I worked at the pizza place for a few hours where I was given hugs, high-fives, a few “holy shit I can’t believe I met you when you were sixteen”, and a delicious plate of penne alla vodka (made with love by my boss).
I went home to a salivating meal consisting of home-made mac n’cheese, chicken wings, and salad. My birthday was a dairy-fest and my tummy enjoyed every second of it. I spent my birthday surrounded by family, glasses of wine, and endless conversation. I played with my niece, received generous gifts and well wishes, and smiled every time a “Happy Birthday” text popped up — even from complete randoms that I haven’t spoken to in years.
I felt special on my birthday and I took on the day with confidence, an open mind and a full heart. Twenty-five is going to be a good year for me, it’s a great age — being not too young and not too old — it’s the perfect time to start something new, to travel, and to follow my dreams. It’ll be the year that I figure a few things out (hopefully), a year to celebrate so many wonderful things happening in the lives of those who are close to me, and a year to try new things.
With my niece sitting on my lap as I blew out the candles on my twenty-fifth birthday cake, I couldn’t help feeling lucky and thankful. This year I didn’t make a wish, I made a personal resolution. And even though life has been getting me down lately there are so many things to feel happy about and those are the things I’m trying to focus on.
Thank you to everyone who celebrated my birthday with me and to my in-laws for a lovely brunch the following day. I love you ALL! ❤