I’m 29. For real, not like I’m 31 and say I’m 29 I actually
turned 29. I don’t know if you know this but it’s kind of a big deal because I’m
kind of a big deal.
For the past few years my birthday has followed the same
sort of pattern:
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Wake up get Happy Birthday from the man I love,
smile.
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Cry, painfully for about 3 hours. It’s a mixture
of missing my mom, getting older, smashed dreams and thinking my birthday is
insignificant and I’m the only one who cares. Woes to me. I usually cry in the
shower, it’s therapeutic.
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Get super excited that it’s my birthday, make
grand plans.
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Cancel all plans and retreat to depression.
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Wage war against my birthday.
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Open my mouth to talk and end up crying.
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Secretly hope friends will come to my rescue and
force me to celebrate.
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Friends come to my rescue.
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Feel stupid.
This year was no different. I am crazy. Don’t know if you
knew that either. I laugh about it the next day because it sounds like the
ramblings of a madman and I issue a formal apology to friends and family that
have seen me go through my weird whatever you’d call it.
I’m much better now. This year has been a good one in the
books as far as I’m concern. Married life is awesome my husband IS my best
friend. I couldn’t ask for someone better (cause there is none, see what I did
there?). My job? I have one! That’s really all that matters. I lost a bunch of
weight through being a crazy workout person. I feel much, much better, not
because I lost the weight, necessarily, but because through eating better and
working out I have lower stress levels, am no so cranky and am easily able to
maintain the craziest schedule known to man. I started down the path of
becoming a volunteer fire fighter, my work schedule was adaptable, it is an
amazing field and I needed a hobby that would get me out of the house. Ha!
Currently, I work 40 hours a week, am in class (which is a 40-minute drive one
way from my house) 16 hours a week, pull one 7-10 hour shift at the fire
station a week and somehow get running, the gym, and the other mundane stuff in
my life in there. I’m in a constant state of exhaustion, but I’m never bored. I’ve
made life-long friends. Tim is getting out of the Navy and we’re moving to
Southern California. Lots of changes, lots of news, lots of excitement and all
before my 30th year. I see great things to come!
