My birthday. Potential of being a lonely day spent moping around in thinking of family, friends, and the life I left behind NOT fulfilled.
Festivities ran 24-hours long. Included a breakfast out, a surprise cake at our weekly Monday meeting (which I subsequently had my head smashed into, twice), a dinner by the majestic cathedral of Cuernavaca’s city center, and tons of Facebook well wishes. Sophie had also succeeded in posting flyers of me with two pictures of when I was a kid all around the house so that all 180 high schoolers knew it was my birthday (hmmm, I wonder where she got those pictures? coughMOMcough). Every hug and shout of “felicidades” I received were very heart warming.
Overall, a reminder of the many people I have in my life, the many more I have made a part of my life here, and that I am truly loved. Thank you for making my 22nd birthday a day to remember.
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