even numbers

Tomorrow. 24. ha! I remember journaling about this momentous event when I was little. It would be the pinnacle age. Or so I imagined. All wise, all knowing, all settled...well, sort of. "Perhaps I would have a degree, career, and family by then," I would ponder. Hmmmm...the understanding of a 7 year old. Putting my life in the typical cookie-cutter Americana mold. Sure hasn't turned out to be what I expected. While the majority of my high school classmates have taken great joy in following that model, I am on quite the other end of things. Taking my sweet time on schooling, scoping out my diverse career options, and still even wondering if marriage is for me. (Wow, did I just say that out loud...yeah...)
How have I come to this point? 24 years after the dawn of my arrival? I have fought, plead, cried, screamed, laughed, and broken into song on many occasion. Asking God what if's and maybe's, or perhap's. And He seems to say, "Look back" and "Wait". Two things that are satisfying and unnerving all at the same time. As I see where He has taken me, or even carried me through the last 23 years I am convinced that He will keep His promises for yet another year.
Thus, here is to 24. 24 new possibilities. 24 fresh outlooks on life. 24 reasons to be a better person. 24 happy people to love.
24. more?