a week of birthday celebrations. so much love. seattle, washington.
two months have passed in paradise.
it feels like two hours and two years at the same time. i have done so much, created incredible connections with incredible people. i have fallen in love with everything and everyone and every experience. and i’ve done it all in record time.
i’m learning, figuring out who i am, who i want to be, and what i want from this glorious adventure, this insane year.
my world has become a flower blossoming with opportunity – so apt for the springtime, so perfect for all the tomorrows and next years and forever and evers.
so i’m making promises, not plans. finding joy, excitement, passion. feeling, with every sense, this world i wake in and fall asleep in – every day and night.
happiness fills my veins and pumps my heart so open to love and light.
it’s 4.16am and the roosters are crowing.
i can only guess they’re singing happy birthday to me.
it’s my birthday today, that makes me especially happy.
i love when people show me they love me, or think about me, or at least remember my birthday.
i hate it when they don’t.
it’s just who i am. sensitive and emotional and always hopeful. seeing the best in everyone, expecting my love right back.
i nearly got it all today. i’m happy with close enough. i love my friends, i love my family, more than i can say.
i drove off last night, knowing the excitement about to ensue.
burning in the back of my eyes, i fought off those tears of joy and i smiled to myself, alone in the car.
it was mum’s birthday. and i felt so good knowing she would be surprised, knowing she would have a fantastic night.
with every second that passed, i tried even harder to resist the urge to turn the car around and go home, just to see the look on her face when the limo pulled into the driveway.