Today is my birthday.
I've never cared much for my birthdays and, to be honest, I forgot about this one completely. My mother reminded me about two days ago.
Thinking back on my 28th year, however, I feel nothing but peace and satisfaction. It was a rough year, to be sure, but growing is always painful. One year ago I had just found out I was pregnant. It was not a welcome surprise. I went through months of godawful vomiting and was so depressed I barely wanted to crawl out of bed. I moved. I had a baby. I discovered faith. I moved again.
Life going into year 29 is so completely different than year 28 that I can hardly recognize it as the same life. I certainly don't feel like the same person.
I could never have imagined the journey God set me on last year... and I am so very thankful he did.
Here is my 28th year in pictures:
not looking particularly happy?
baby shower, feeling better but still not thrilled
family visiting after delivery
joy looks like this
we're having fun now
29th birthday
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