I’m in the final hours of my golden birthday. 24 on the 24th. It’s been a pretty sweet day.
The celebrations began around 12:30 this morning…after I finally realized that the ringing doorbell wasn’t in a dream. I made my way to the door and opened it to find my porch adorned with candles, a beautiful chocolate cake, and five wonderful women serenading me. We sat around the cake and dug in. Quite the wake-up call.
The surprises continued as I made my way to work, opening my office to reveal streamers, balloons, and the most beautiful gladiolas. The day continued with plenty of serenades, hugs, and cards. I felt loved. So loved.
The day rounded out with dinner with fantastic friends, complete with a perfect cupcake. I find myself unbelievably blessed and surrounded by people who give me so much joy. I feel special. Thanks to all of you who helped make me feel this way.