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Finally Feeling Old

friend: You blab.
me: No! I'm a verbal processor. (pause) And have a lot of good friends.
friend: Nice get out clause.



This conversation is going through my mind as I prep for tomorrow's big art show, and wonder if I am really as secretive as I think.

What I do know is that I'm blessed with an abundance of fantastic people in my life. This last month has been full of encouragement from people who are thrilled that I'm doing this.

I can't stop smiling.

I thought to myself earlier today, I hope this is what a wedding feels like. Other than a wedding day, how often does a girl have (almost) all her favourite people come to one place to ooh and ahh and compliment and celebrate her life?

Not very often. But if I never get married (which I hope is not how my life pans out), I will have had at least one good party with people from all parts of my life. I am amazed by the assortment of people who are coming.

If people like my artwork half as much as I do tonight, I will be smiling for a week.

This is honestly, the most exciting weekend of my (not-quite-so-young)* life.


* Someone sent me an email this week that said, "Enjoy your last week of being 25!" They are younger than me, although it doesn't seem that way. But it hit me. For the first time in ever, I felt old. As someone who has wanted to be older for most of my life, this surprised me. And I felt a little bit sad and a little bit happy - I beat back one insecurity. And am gonna make room for a new one. HOW DO I ALREADY HAVE WRINKLES!?

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  1. I can't wait to hear all about your show!! What an awesome idea to celebrate your birthday and I so wish I could have been there. I have no doubt that it was a success of gargantuan proportions!!

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  2. Happy Birthday, my friend. From the pics I saw on FB it looked like a fantastically wonderful time :)

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