So, yesterday was kind of a big deal. It was my twentieth birthday. Yes, I am officially two decades old. Do I feel old? Not any older than usual, but hopefully that will change. What happened twenty years ago?
Gas was only about one dollar.
Bill Clinton had just finished his first year as president.
It was only four dollars to go to the movies (at night!).
Snoop Lion was actually called Snoop Doggy Dog.
Forest Gump, The Shawkshank Redemption, and The Lion King were released.
Anyway, a lot has changed since then. We have Internet that doesn’t take up an entire room, cell phones are smaller than bricks, and we have our first black president. I’m really glad to have survived the ’90s, the millennium, and all the “end-of-the-world” accusations. Zombies, natural disasters, you name it.
My birthday was so delightful. I got to spend my day relaxing with some amazing people who brighten my life on a daily. They were actually willing to spend nearly an entire day with me, which is crazy to think. I’ve been so blessed by my experiences and (probably) wouldn’t change it for the world.
I’m thankful for you readers. Thanks for being there for me through all the different things that has happened in the past two years. It’s been a happy birthday.
2 Corinthians 5:17– “Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation. The old has passed away; behold, the new has come.”