Happy 24th Birthday to ME!
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To celebrate my 23rd birthday here at The Overflow, I documented my 22nd year in a 22 from my 22nd list. And I loved it. And I've read it several times since then.
So today, we are documenting the most blessed parts of my 23rd year.
Ready? Here we go.
{one} I dressed up as Mrs. Claus and drove a buggy for Christmas... in July.
{two} I read and fell in love with The Hunger Games, the Harry Potter series, Water for Elephants, The Praying Life, Crazy Love, and The Jesus Storybook Bible.
{three} I got some chickens.
{four} I got engaged. And I'm getting married. To Martin. What?
{five} I got pretty good at making balloon arches and hanging twinkle lights. I also got pretty good at leading impromptu dance parties, picnics, games of capture the flag, horseback breakfasts and trips to Alpine.
{six} I went snow skiing in Breckenridge. And got pretty dang good at it too.
{seven} I got certified to be a legitimate riding instructor in Sevierville, TN with sweet Annie Kate.
{eight} I have begun learning to be a good therapist. I've learned what to do and what not to do. I've learned how to prepare and how to document and how to do paper work. I've learned about articulation disorders, language disorders, motor speech disorders and voice disorders.
{nine} My grad school friends and I started a Facebook group chat. That might not seem very interesting to you, but it has gotten me through a lot. And I am so grateful for it.
{ten} My house got broken into. And I leaned against my bedroom door while someone tried to open it from the other side. I became eternally grateful for the police force, and I got a taser.
{eleven} I gained a new family member. And bed buddy. And child. And TV-watching partner. And live-in comedian.
{twelve} I got a pretty new blog design.
{thirteen} I went to Atlanta to visit MJ. Three words: Shoot the Hooch.
{fourteen} Mart got to visit Camp DeSoto with me for Family Camp. I got to share the barn and the picnics and the worship with him for the first time, and it was magical.
{fifteen} I was accepted to and started graduate school at the Mississippi University for Women in Speech-Language Pathology.
{sixteen} I painted a horse with 10 year olds. And spent a week trying to get the paint off.
{seventeen} I moved into a precious little one bedroom apartment. I learned how to live by myself. I learned how very much I enjoy living by myself.
{eighteen} I was spent another summer on the mountain, and got the joy of living in the C-Cabin and being the Head of the Horseback program. I quickly fell in love with my angels and most genuine people I've ever met. I found my Saucy, JFo, Sea-Otter, TR, Shu-Shu, Katty Cox, AC, Aimes and Sweet Sarah.
{nineteen} I learned the joy of seeing hard work pay off. I learned that it is not appropriate to cry during therapy sessions.
{twenty} Mart and I celebrated our six year anniversary. Little did I know....
{twenty one} I got a new best friend. His name is Canon. Together, we will conquer the world. I just have to figure out how to do something besides turn it on. Hmph.
{twenty two} I met eight, beautiful, thoughtful, brilliant friends who I've shared almost everything with over the past 9 months. I've grown to love each one of them and be grateful for the things that each one of them brings to my life. Their humor, their advice, their encouragement, their fun, their laughter, their companionship, their knowledge, their popsicle sticks and their printer paper.
{twenty three} I became exponentially more grateful for those that take the time to support me, encourage me, and love me. Whether it is through texts, phone calls, emails, hugs, and blog comments. Thank you all for a fabulous 23rd year.