Today is my birthday. Usually I hate birthdays, they fill me with dread and that panicky oh no I overslept type of feeling, but not this year. This year I am choosing to be grateful. I'm 25 and I can finally say that I like who I am and I think that is a big deal. I have the most lovely amazing friends and family, and more blessings than I can count. My life may not be what I had imagined it would be at this point, but when is it ever! It's hard not to expect things to be perfect, but there is something very satisfying in imperfection.