I like how they count age in Korea. You are 1 year old the day you are born, which makes sense. You are starting your first year of life. With Western age, we only count a year as "lived" once all 365 days have passed. I'm turning 24 tomorrow, which means I have successfully completed 24 years of life on Earth and am working my way towards 25.
I think from now on, my birthday blog posts will be written from a place of accomplishment. I completed another year! I made it! I'm still here! I mean all of that in the least morbid way possible. The fact that nothing truly bad happened to me last year? Amazing.
The gratefulness I feel for my life is overwhelming sometimes. Everything I'm about to say will sound so corny, but it's all 100% genuine.
I truly didn't know my heart could handle this much love. I love my family. My friends. All 519 of my students. All the countries I've lived in and visited. I'm one of the luckiest people in the world.
I'm meeting up with my friends tonight for my birthday (tomorrow, my actual birthday, is a national holiday. God bless Korea) and these are some A+ people. I know I trust way too easily but I think I'm a pretty good judge of character and I know for a fact I want these people in my life for the rest of my life. They're truly, genuinely GOOD. And so funny my abs and cheeks often hurt from hanging out with them. It's hard to believe that at this time last year, I didn't know any of these people existed.
Life is so, so good right now. I never thought I'd enjoy getting older, but I'm very excited to be 24 and to live another year.