birthdays are dangerous terriotory: a year older, a year wiser, or something. i was so dreading this birthday. to be 23 and feel like i haven't accomplished any of the things that i really want out of this life. i know it is ridiculous, i understand that. i understand that 23 is young and i still have a lot of time to accomplish these things. but there is that nagging voice that continues to haunt me: "chelsea, you're not ever going to get a chance to fall deeply, madly in love. chelsea, forget it- you can't change yourself, let alone the world." this voice is dangerous.
but i have some exciting news- i wasn't allowed to wallow in my self pity. why, you ask? well, because i have just about the best friends a girl can ask for. my friends took me to dinner and it was the best. as i sat there looking at these people who mean so much to me i couldn't help but feel the warm, fuzzies inside. each one of them reminds me that God is faithful to provide just what we need, just when we need it. how awesome is that? so, when you've got the birthday blues call up my friends. they don't disappoint!
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