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A Good Year

Yesterday was my birthday and I am thankful for how it has been.  I think happy would be one word to describe it.  I would also say subtly blessed is another good way to put it because there weren't any obviously hugely life-changing things that went on.  I didn't get a new car or house but the events that occurred are things I couldn't have placed together myself and in that, I saw God.  So I couldn't be happier with all the little things that happened for my birthday.

I got to spend the day before it with some awesome friends, the evening before it with some amazing family, and then some more time with friends the night leading up to it (these friends sang the first few rounds of "Happy Birthday" to me at Walgreens at midnight might I add).
I spent the night with one of the best friends I could have been blessed with (Chels) who did those little things that mean a lot-just to make me feel special (like playing music I like and counting down the minutes till my birthday).
I went home in the morning and was greeted upon entering the door with a "Happy birthday!" from my dad.
Then I spent some time with my best friend and savior, Jesus, who has been with me all the years I've gone through.
My dad offered to take me out to lunch so we went to a diner downtown and then visited my aunt who works nearby (where she proceeded to take my dad and I on a tour, introducing me to everyone she knows as her niece who's "birthday is today"=).
After coming home, and I chilled out and checked out all the awesome wall posts wishing me a happy birthday on Facebook.
Once my mom and sister got back from work and school, we went out to grocery shop for my favorite foods for dinner (which included chicken (of course) and green bean casserole) and Chels came over to join us for that.  She gave me a sweet card and the Breaking Dawn soundtrack (which I already love) and some lanterns (like from the movie Tangled).  Needless to say if you know me well, I was very excited to get those things.
Later on, another friend called me and asked if she could come over and see me since she was in the area so she did.  I was happy for the unexpected pleasant surprise and tickled that I could see her.
After she left and we had all gone to bed, I took some time to journal and reminisce (something I like to do  when I've had a big milestone-kind-of-day) and think on what all happened this year.  This leads me to the conclusion that this has all together been a good year.  It hasn't always been the easiest but in the midst of it all, God has been faithful.  That doesn't come as a surprise to me but it always seems to come as a refreshing fact of life that I underestimate sometimes.
All in all, it's been a good year.

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