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This is my life...it's not what it was before...all of these feelings I've shared...and these are my dreams...that I'd never lived before...

I'm stealing a few minutes here to share my thoughts on what has been a beautiful week. I turned 33 Tuesday, and like the other milestones I've reached in the last 9 months, it was different.

Now that we're here...so far away...all the struggle we thought was in vain...all the mistakes...one life contained...they all finally start to go away

Countless text and Facebook messages. A birthday song from my students. Hand-made gifts. Birthday songs from my nephews (including one about how I'm the best aunt in the world). A phone call from one of my favorite people who mentioned my "beautiful blue eyes". The most amazing hot shower after almost a week of ice cold sponge baths. Enchilada gravy with tortilla chips.

Now that we're here...so far away...and I feel like I can face the day...I can forgive...and I'm not ashamed...to be the person that I am today...

I feel so blessed.

I included in this post some of the lyrics to Staind's "So Far Away". This song has become my anthem. (I know this might be a bit shocking considering the amount of Pearl Jam I tend to listen to.) I just can't seem to put what I feel into words any better than this.

Like most everyone else who has ever walked through life in this world, I never could have imagined that my life would be where it is today. It's beautiful. It's tragic. In the end, though, I cannot shake the sense I have that my life...and your life...is unfolding exactly like it is supposed to unfold.

My birthday ended appropriately with a text from one of my oldest, dearest friends. "Here's to the next 2o years." I can't wait to see what they hold.
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