I turn twenty four today. In the past year, I’ve:
1. Walked over the Brooklyn Bridge in the pouring rain at three in the morning.
2. Taken my LSATs.
3. Applied to law school.
4. Decided not to go to law school.
5. Watched one of my dearest friends get her heart broken and spectacularly mended and happy again.
6. Met Kate.
7. Tried two different relationships with two different great guys. Neither worked.
8. Spent a wonderful Christmas with my family.
9. Bitched and moaned through January and February.
10. Found the Boot equivalent of a soulmate – my Fryes.
11. Drunk countless morning cups of coffee, smoked countless cigarettes, and had countless glasses of wine. Vices: Check.
12. Found myself surprisingly happy and satisfied in the middle of winter.
13. Gone to a US Open game and loved it.
14. Spent more time in parks.
15. Had weekends of fun that would blow your mind.
16. Went to Brasil with my brother.
17. Lain on beaches, had cairpirinhas, wore flip flops for whole stretches of time, laughed with my brothers and my sister and my niece.
18. Come home to the States, thinking that was as good as it gets.
19. Been wrong about good.
20. Met a man. Saw his smile. Saw his heart. Fell in love.
21. Walked through streets arm in and arm, and seen the most beautiful possible future.
22. Said yes.
23. Went to England.
24. Been happier than I’ve ever been in twenty three years so far.
All in all, I’d say, if life keeps getting better, I might have to get a bigger smile to match.
Happy birthday, me.