It's hard to believe it's that time of year again.
Yesterday, the 18th, was my birthday.
My 23rd birthday.
Truth be told I feel a lot of things about it. I feel incredibly old. I feel incredibly young. Most of all I feel incredibly fortunate. I loved 22 and I'm hoping that 23 will be just as great.
Somehow though, I think it will. I'm hoping that if I can continue to think big while also relishing in the little things (even a part of the time), then I'm well on my way.
So grab a fork and a virtual slice of birthday cake and help me celebrate.
You only turn 23 once and I love that you're here to share it with me.
I'll be back with a killer recipe next week, but for now...