Twenty-six.

As a child, I remember thinking that my "golden" birthday was so far away, that when I turned twenty-six on the 26th, I would be old and thus thoroughly sagacious. Last year, I was so apprehensive to turn 25... it felt surreal in a way... but it ended up being the perfect day. I should have realized that this birthday would be the same.

It's probably because I have an amazing husband, family and friends, who all made me feel really special, in spite of the fact that I typically don't like being the center of attention. I guess that one day of the year there can be an exception to that rule.

And I think that the little girl that I once was is thrilled to know that I am where I am. Even if that means I am now 26. (Seriously... I just adjusted to being 25, hehee.)