I don’t know about you, but 22 feels a lot better than 21.
On my last birthday I had no idea I’d be where I am right now. I had 2 exams sandwiched around my birthday, I hadn’t been accepted to any of the graduate programs I’d applied to yet, and the countdown app on my phone was going strong until my last day of competitive collegiate rowing. I was exhausted.
This birthday, however? This birthday is different.
I stand before you all now officially a 22-year-old, happily pursuing my Masters Degree while also pursuing Masters rowing at my own leisure. I can practice whenever I want to, compete if and only if I want to, and Lord knows I still don’t get enough sleep but my load is manageable. I’ve always had a habit of spreading myself too thinly, but you know you’re spread far too thin when you can’t even find the time or energy to enjoy your 21st birthday.
I just saw Hunter Hayes perform live at the University of Tampa for a concert. He sings about “partying like you just turned 21.”
So here’s to turning 22, receiving tons of happy birthday messages, being surrounded by some of my favorite people, eating great food, listening to great music, being thankful for where I am right now in this moment on this day, and just being grateful for another year above ground.
(And for champagne too!)