22

So, it’s time to stop fretting about getting older.

People die young all the time. A year and a half ago a little girl I cared about passed away. Why gripe about the privilege of experiencing another year? It really doesn’t make sense.

And rather than living a healthy lifestyle to prolong an imminent death, perhaps we can enhance a favored life…

I’m 22 in less than two weeks. I’m teaching myself how to celebrate the privilege of experiencing another full year and to stop looking at a number.

But I’ve gotta say, 22 has never looked so good ;)