breakfasts out,
two delicious cakes made by my roommate (in a sugarless month),
getting tipsy,
or a room-full of good and new friends,
just as the best part of being 23 wasn't singing karaoke,
finally liking tomatoes,
obtaining a new car
(and supporting myself),
or making it through a hell of a year.
In the end, I think, I am so happy to be 24 because I am learning to let go
to receive others
to draw boundaries
to find my identity and value only in Christ
and to walk in freedom and honor like the daughter I am
Yes, all her paths are peace.
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