Another year gone by, another year older.
Twenty-three is my lucky number. It was the number I wore starting my senior year of high school, all the way through college.
I thought, as a result, this year would be the best one yet. And for awhile, I was kind of doubtful, because honestly? Throughout the past year, I have experienced so much, a lot of which hasn’t been positive or easy.
But you know what else? It has been the best one yet, because I can honestly say that while this year has certainly been difficult at times, it has also been a year of tremendous growth. More than I ever would’ve expected, and more than I even realized until I took time to think about things last night.
So here’s to 24 being as great as 23.
(But 23 will still be my lucky number.)