Nineteen.

I'm 19 now.

That's kind of weird. 

I started off the day with a shopping trip to DI and found some fantastic sister missionary clothes that I'm really pumped about. I also purchased some fabulous yellow rainboots. Needless to say, it was an awesome morning.

After my classes I went to my dearest sister's apartment where she served me home made cupcakes and sang me happy birthday.

The night ended with Mexican food, light up balloons, cupcakes, and Pitch Perfect.

Thank you to one and all who wished me a happy birthday.

I felt the love.

Today (19 years ago)  I was born.

Today is a good day.