21!

Apparently, I'm 21.

The cards on my desk, the 21 roses, the presents, that humongous 'I'm-21-today-badge', the mango cake, the 21 guests (plus Ethan)at the dinner, and the messages in my phone and on facebook say so.

Technically, I'm 21 and a day old today.

And I'm loving it.

Life has been crazy lately. If you had the time, and if I had the time (which is usually the reason) I would sit down and tell you all about it. It's been a whirlwind of experiences and for the first time in a long time, I find myself lacking resources (mostly time) in some ways. It's like I now have to choose and prioritize, knowing that I will have to give up something for something else. That whole idea of opportunity cost comes back to me. But this is good, it helps me filter the important things in life from the less important.

And I am really learning. I'm really growing. I am stretched and I know it because somedays I feel so fragile, so tired, and small. But I give God a hard time and warn Him that if He doesn't come through, I will surely curl up and die. And so far, He always has. Not in the ways I would expect, but He steps up. He's faithful like that.

And I'm so grateful. So so so grateful for the good things in life. For a God who is good all the time. For family that cares enough to tell me the truth and support me in my dreams. For friends, for the fun times and non-judgy relationships we have. For beauty- for truth- for love.

For fried eggs that my housemate just cooked up for me. For the sister of a friend that lives just across the street (I feel like I haven't seen you in AGES). For the bestfriend who stayed over last night. For the roomie who never fails to encourage me (in the most innovative of ways). For parents who flew down only to suffer a hip-nerve arrest when they shouted us Japanese food. For the dude who reminded me that 'it's the heart that counts'. For the Lifegroup that played/learned how to play netball because they knew how much Ad and I love it. For the other bestfriend who is working on some spectacular bday gift that requires another 10 over pages ( I cannot wait).

I could go on and on, but I shall stop.

For all of it (and all the other unmentioned stuff), I am a very happy and grateful, 21 year old.