Yesterday I officially became a quarter of a century old. I now get a slight bit of a break on auto insurance and can now rent rental cars without paying those ridiculous fees for being under 25.
Twenty-Four was an okay year. Almost identical to the previous few, but hopefully Twenty-Five will prove to be much better. It’s already starting off with a horrible beginning, but hopefully that just means it has no where to go but up from there. Although I must acknowledge that when you think things cannot possibly get any worse, they can. As well as when you think things can’t get any better, they can.
I have been dreading this birthday rolling around for quite some time, mostly because I am disappointed with myself for not being where I thought I would be in life at this age. I would have expected to be married and own my own place by now, but things just haven’t worked out like I had planned out in my head so many years ago. The day came and went, almost as if it was just another day and the age change just hasn’t bothered me like I thought it once would. And I know this is completely because of the circumstances that surround my mom.
We got up early to go to the hospital and managed to make it there about 45 minutes late. Due entirely to the accumulated snowfall from the blizzard in Baltimore and the poorly cleared streets in downtown. We nearly got stuck one time when we were still a few miles away, but ended up backing down a street for about a quarter of a mile before we could turn around. We left Baltimore around 1PM and made it home last night at 2AM. Sometime this week we will go out and eat somewhere probably in Chattanooga for our birthdays. It was definitely a birthday I’ll never forget.
I never really regard my birthday as anything special, but I do very much appreciate the wishes from my family and friends. Thank you all!
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