Two Dozen

Today I turn 24, which really feels like the perfect age to be.

It's old enough to FINALLY merit a grown up calling at church but young enough to not get looked askance at when you use "like" while making announcements relating to said calling.

Old enough to not make a big deal out of your birthday but young enough to receive birthday wishes through text messages and facebook.

Old enough that people feel you can be entrusted with the life of a small child but young enough that no one actually expects you to know what you're doing with that child.

Old enough to wear high heels on your birthday and young enough to post pictures of those high heels on your blog.

Old enough to no longer need skin clearing moisturizer but young enough to not need wrinkle reducing moisturizer.

Old enough to be comfortable in your own skin and young enough to remember what it was like to not be.

Old enough to give yourself permission to have cake for breakfast and young enough to still WANT to have cake for breakfast.

Old enough to be perfectly capable of making yourself a fantastic birthday dinner but young enough that your mommy makes your dinner instead.

Old enough to wear high waisted pencil skirts and young enough to not look like a grandma in them.

Old enough that people take your life experiences seriously but young enough to know you have a whole lot more to learn.


It's been 15 hours and I am already in love with being 24.

Here's to an awesome year.