Today is my birthday and I am 23. Feels odd to be the age
described as 23. I have heard from friends and have even read articles about
the 23rd year of life being a hard one. It is not necessarily an
exciting year and it can be a stressful time for many young people. However, I
get to spend my 23rd year of life on a tropical island in the middle
of the Pacific Ocean so I have pretty high hopes for this year of life.
My wonderful friends and co-volunteers spoiled me today for
my birthday! They are the best. They sang me happy birthday, made me cookies,
got me a cake, and even went out for a birthday dinner and drinks! My fabulous
island mates and my girl Kay Kay from my language group/first roommate/first
Peace Corps friend got me the most incredible birthday present. I have had my
eye on these journals that are covered and bound using tapa and decorated with
Tongan art for a while now to use as a journal/scrapbook of my time here, but
hadn’t gotten one yet because they are a little pricey. Well, what do you
know…these three beautiful people got me one for my birthday. I could not stop
smiling. I was cheesing hard. I cannot wait to use and then have it as memory
of my time in Tonga for the rest of my life.
It was just a really happy day surrounded by really
wonderful people. And luckily for me my birthday is officially over in Tonga,
but It has just begun in America. Birthday celebration round TWO!
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