You know how people always ask on your birthday if you feel any different? Normally I’d say nope, no changes. But this year, when nobody asked me, I actually DO feel different!
On August 30th, I woke up with sunshine radiating from my eyes and ears. I was ecstatic about turning 28. You could have thrown all of life’s lemons my way, and I’d have juiced them and served you ice cold lemonade…
See?! Life threw me lemons, and my friend, Li, caught them to bake me a decadent lemon-raspberry cake. I love my friends 🙂
I had many opportunities to rebel at authority, but I feared hurting and disappointing others, so I stuck to the rules. It took some time to realize that these rules were mere guidelines, and nobody was bound to them unless you chose to be. I was so happy to turn 28 because I’d designated this age as the time when I let go of all the expectations and social norms that have dictated my life thus far, so I can just be me.
That’s why on August 30th, I woke up feeling like…me! And a little like Julie Andrews.
