You Know What I Want?

So, today, I'm 21. Today I can legally drink alcohol. Well, isn't that special.

BUT you know what... It is.

Because for one of the first times, I enter into this birthday without the resentment of birthdays. I finally WANT to celebrate and be excited and cheer and whoop and holler. But not because I can drink. I want to celebrate that I am ALIVE, and I am HEALTHY.

I love this birthday. I'm old enough to drink, but I am also old enough to appreciate being alive. Up until this birthday, I've been angry at birthdays. They've been reminders of how young I am, how I have YEARS until I get to be an adult, until I have to DO SOMETHING..

This is my Birthday Face. 21 and Adorable...

But this year, I'm an adult. I have learned that I'm not fearless, I'm not invincible [none of us are] and I'm not on some magical high of "young adulthood" and that real world troubles of Rent, Loans, Jobs, Bills, Crap suck.

I am touchable. I am afraid. I am able to get hurt. I am able to feel pain and fail. I am an adult.


But I know that my friends and I are young, but we still have time. My friends and I are not invincible.
I know that I'm healthy, for now. I'm alive, for now. So many people are dying and sick, that for this birthday, I just hope to be healthy for another year. I just hope that my friends and family get to be healthy. I just hope we can hang on for another year. I pray that God gives me at least one more year on this earth with my family and friends.

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