Grateful: Day 19: 35 Years of Life

I turned 35 today.

Just a drop in the bucket, right?

At 35, I feel like I finally know who I am, and what I'm doing, and it's nice to have let go of all the insecurities that I carried through my early twenties and the feeling of needing to keep up with the Joneses that happens to so many Americans. At least for me, that's how it's been. Maybe that's just a California thing, but I'd venture to say it's pretty common across the board.

At 35, I'm happy with where I am.

I appreciate the little things now that I've got some years under my belt.

Instead of flaunting some fancy designer jeans, a designer bag covered in logos or a new something-or-other for my birthday, I'm thankful each and every day to have a husband  that I can't wait to see walk through the door every night at dinner time. I know that he has a choice, and the fact that he chooses me each and every day is probably the best gift ever. I'm thankful that we finally have a living, breathing, healthy young man to call our own.

Call me simple, but isn't love the best gift of all?