adulthood

Bursting with excitement, I could hardly contain myself. It was almost 12:00a.m. on the dot. I never stayed up that late. But when it came to my special day, I made sure to watch the clock strike midnight. My birthday, as a little girl, signified another year older. I anxiously prepared as the calendar crept closer to June 15. That meant birthday parties, celebratory dinners, cakes, and, lots of presents! Who wouldn’t countdown for that? As a little girl, it always seemed so much more fun to be older. It seemed the older you were, the more things you could do; the more freedom you had; and, theRead More →