Good ole twenty-four. Not exactly how I expected my life to be at this age, but here we are trying to work with what we’ve got. It’s been quite the ride and though I don’t have any regrets, there are some things I would definitely change if I could. Today is the first birthday without my papa. And just like all the other firsts, I let myself have my little cry and then it’s onto the alcohol.
Most days I feel as if I’m on autopilot. I just go through the day distracting myself of the reality that is. I’m a daydreamer. Because if I stop even for just one second, that’s when the tears begin to flow. So I let myself cry and then it was time for the festivities to begin.
This morning started off with mimosas and breakfast in town with one of my favorite people. Then I proceeded home where I would watch one of the four shows I recorded from the night before until it was time to take a nap. Around 2 I awoke to shower and head back to the bar for two drinks which ended in me finishing this blog post (because it was all I could think about).
Honestly, minus a few minor complications, I feel good about twenty-four. I feel good about where I’m at and where I’m headed. My mind is clear, my intentions are pure and I’m more focused than ever before. 2018 was the worst year of my life, but 2019 is going to be a year to live for. And I can say that with confidence.
Happy birthday to me!
