Today, April 30th, is the last day of what has been the worst month of one of the very worst years of my relatively short life.... as tomorrow is my birthday.
One year ago I sat at my 25th birthday dinner with my lovely friends and when it was time to "make a wish", I couldn't even think of anything to wish. I was happy, surrounded by people I love, and getting ready to graduate from law school, take and pass the bar exam, and start the career I'd been waiting my entire life to start.
My how things change.
Tonight I'm going to dinner with Dr. J and roommate Kevin. There will be no wishes, because it would probably take me 27 hours to get through a list of things I wish for my 26th year of life.
I'm also not dare going to say "things can only get better from here, right?!", because every time I say that something really shitty happens, and I'm afraid of what could be next.
Tomorrow I'm doing a birthday brunch and Sunday Funday with a group of friends.
So I will eat a lot of food, drink a lot of drinks, and enjoy the time with some of the people I love, and be SO very glad that I made it through this year alive. It was questionable at times.
Also - wow. I have an incredible skill that allows me to make a post about my birthday depressing.
In summary - PEACE OUT April. Not sad to see you go.