27.

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I like to preface this by saying I am not fond of my birthday. I never really have-- mostly because I feel I am a burden to be celebrated and haven't done "much" to even be celebrated for. How's that for that ugly voice in my head? Alas, the earth has rotated around the sun, and it has been another 365 of existing, surviving, and pushing through. As I look back, there are so many awesome things that have come to pass, began, ended, and continued.

I took a good 4 days out in the middle of nowhere to reflect on my time with no distractions so that I can sit with myself and myself only. It's a treasure to get that time and I love making this a tradition every July 6- solo traveling.

I wanted to write out the things that have come to pass in my ripe age of transition from 27 to 28.

  • Around this time last year, I was training for my second effort for the SF Full Marathon
  • I fell in love with someone
  • I fell out of love with someone
  • I continued playing volleyball
  • I started Yoga Teacher Training
  • Took a hiatus from running 
  • Got much more responsible with budgeting 
  • visited NYC and got to see my cousin who was in the USA for the first time, along with my sister and another cousin who lives in NYC
  • I honored the 1 year passing of my grandparents
  • Got a new job
  • Went to Cabo for the first time
  • My best friend Carey got married and I got to sing her first dance
  • Many wine tastings with Elise
  • Went to Tahoe and got to show my little sister Tahoe for her first time
  • My first roommates in the Bay each got engaged to their fiances! 
  • Went to Denver for the first time and got to see my childhood best friend
  • Made new friends
  • lost touched with some friends
  • Ran the Napa to Sonoma Half (dream half marathon) with Elise
  • REALLY got into spinning
  • Dug deeper into the condition of my heart
  • an amazing OSL 
There's much to look forward to, much to learn from, much to let go and embrace as I move forward.  I am always one for introspective thought and reflecting on who I am and the continuous growth of how I am. I've always known the "who". I think the "why" always begs the deeper and a bit more of a painful process. 

To my soulmates in my chapel who have sat there with me all these many years from high school to college to me moving across the country. Every year, I grow fonder of SF- it has given me many gifts and MANY things to look forward to. 

So here's to another year around the sun. More champagne to cheers to with amazing friends, more love, possibly more loss, but, most of all, things to always look back and smile about. 





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