A quarter of a Century...
So I turned 25 yesterday. I had a great day. I got some flowers, a candle, money, gift cards, cake, ice cream and a yummy dinner. My son kept telling me that the mall was my present. I'm not sure what that meant but he understood it. Altogether, it was a wonderful birthday!
4 comments:
You're just a baby. It blows me away when I think about how young you are. You handle life with such maturity and grace that I don't even feel old when I'm with you :-) I'm glad you're blogging!
You're not old at all. Thanks for the last comment. I'm so thankful for such a great friend. You make my life great!!
Happy Belated Stacey! You are young and I agree with Julie, you do handle life with great maturity and you are a beautiful example of how to live as a christian.
Yes, 25 is young! However, it's high time you learned what it means that The Mall is Your Present.
I am liberated by this wonderful truth in may own life, and Yea to the son who is trying to explain it to you. :D That's my kind of kid.
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