31

One . . . I know two posts in one day. I don't usually (read never) do that.

Two . . . this is not about 31 bags. Although, as far as bags go, they rock.

31 . . . I turned 31 this morning. Wow, that's 21 plus ten. In some ways it seems like just yesterday that I was turning 21. My mom, my grandmother, my sister, and I spent my 21st birthday at the Riverwalk, and it was an amazing weekend. In other ways, it seems like a hundred years since I turned 21.

In the past ten years, I've had three beautiful nieces and one amazing nephew born and added two more handsome nephews (not to mention a pretty awesome brother-in-law) to the mix when my sister got married. In the past ten years, I've gotten engaged, graduated from college, gotten married, bought a house, and changed jobs three times. In the past ten years, I gave birth to the most amazing little boy I could ever imagine and along with Patrick, decided to one day (hopefully soon) add a little girl to our family through adoption. In the past ten years, I've said goodbye to loved ones and seen them go home to be with God. In the past ten years, I've grown and changed more than I could ever imagine. 

The past ten years haven't always been easy. They've had their hard moments, their challenging moments, their beautiful moments, and their downright miraculous moments. Looking back over the past ten years, I have no doubt that God's hand been on my life in ways I could never imagine. The blessings in my life are immeasurable. I can't wait to see not only what the next year holds but the next ten years hold! (Although, in ten years I'll be 41, and well, that's just scary!)