Today, March 11 2012 is my 23rd birthday. Right now I am doing exactly what i wish, a few of my favorite things: I am in my pajamas, I am still in bed and I am on the internet .
On Friday morning I arrived at my little cubicle to find it decorated by coworkers:
That night I had dinner at my friend Sonja’s house:
Yesterday morning Kappel and I took Beasley to the vet to get her second round of vaccinations:
Then a few of my friends came to hang at Edwin Warner Park in a little meadow next to the Little Harpeth River, which was unusually full, moving and blue. As I look back on these faces, memories from our friendships in the years past flash through my mind and the thanksgiving that fills my heart moves me to tears; for THESE are the people who have taught my heart to love.
Without these precious people there is a greater chance I would be a much more bitter person at 23.
Learning to love is one thing, but learning to BE loved is a much greater challenge.
Today I know I am loved.
I finished the evening out by enjoying a family dinner with a few friends. My mom, brother, brother’s girlfriend, my boyfriend, my two friends who are married and my two friends who are dating all enjoyed a feast at Sitar, my favorite Indian restaurant. Enjoy a few instagram pics below.
(i used an iTouch)
Later on today my roommate crawled into bed with me, spooned me, sang me happy birthday and made me breakfast and a mimosa. Then my sweet girlfriends surprised me by showing up at my house with flowers and taking me to brunch at one of our favorite brunch spots. Favorite… probably because they have endless mimosas for 11.95. We came back to mine and Felicia’s apartment and continued the fun.