Too often I use my birthday as a way to think of all I didn’t accomplish in the past year. But not today. Today I am trying to think of all that I did accomplish in my thirtieth year. In honor of my 31st birthday, here are 31 blessings I’ve experienced in the past year (in no particular order):
I read The Fault in Our Stars and The Night Circus for the first time. I started my novel and completed a first draft, met Mary Roach, got serious about blogging, won an international contest, flew to Boston, went on three writing retreats. My job became less stressful, and I traveled less for work.
Lunch dates with Elyse became standard. Elsie Marie was born, and I fell in love with her and continued falling in love with Ava Elisabeth and Emeline Grace. I moderated kind and compassionate debates on my Facebook wall during the election season.
I enjoyed an absolutely incredible snow day with Desiree. My writing group grew even stronger by adding a new, talented member. I hired an editor. I shouted the praises of CBT from the rooftops. I recruited an awesome fall 2012 class.
Ashley and Erica were my rocks. My family and I laughed like crazies. I advocated for OCD awareness and spoke for chapel and was a guest blogger at Rage Against the Minivan.
I encouraged many people and was loved.