25 years and counting....

so i hit age 25 yesterday. it seems very surreal to think that....

yesterday was the greatest and worst day ever all rolled into one for various reasons. the worst day part stems from a combination of several things that occurred monday and throughout tuesday. the best day parts came from three very strange places....

one, someone who shall not be named made me feel awesome with some text messages, a facebook post that made me laugh, and a phone call that night.

two, my aunt called and she had my four young cousins in the car and they were coming to panama city for the week. they want to see me and hang out this week so i am going to go over there and hang on the beach with them this week.

three, my dad called and said how proud of me he was. how proud of how i've handled my money, my life, and gotten my two college degrees. for the first time he offered options but said to me, you seem to know what you are doing and things are going well for you so you do what you think is best.

for the first time, i cried after i got off the phone from dad because i was so happy....