Ah yes, I turned another year older and only infinitesimally wiser!
I distinctly remember being sixteen and never thinking I'd actually get here. Time used to drag by as frustratingly slow as being on the losing end of a tug of war. Every inch gained, every little progress made was like digging one's feet into wet, yielding sand and pulling until rope burns were the inevitable outcome. Getting a year closer to finally being an adult was hard won and always headily celebrated. Now, three years past twenty one I wish i could hit a momentary pause button. Life runs circles around me creating an urgent, driving need to complete all the grand plans my younger heart had eagerly drawn.
So dear friends, raise a glass of champagne with me, I'm drinking Moët & Chandon but any liquor would happily suffice. And 'Santé !' may there be many exciting days ahead, may we all have something beautiful to look forward to each day, may there always be something or someone to spur you on, offer encouragement, share your love and give you a bright reason to keep pressing towards your goals till the very next birthday!