Thirty Three

30 Apr

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I have been 33 years old for less than a week. Being 33 doesn’t feel much different. The double number thing tripped me out a touch because that last time I was double numbers was a pivotal year for me.  No year shaped me more to be completely transparent. Twelve days into being 22 my best friend tragically died. I vividly remember living in Santa Barbara, away from home for the first time. Trying to cope with the loss of someone I thought I would toast all of life’s happiness’s with. I was single for the first time in four years. Those factors together made being 22 a game changer. My dip for April is a cloud that follows me around my birthday every year. The last time I hugged Sarah Hurth and told her I loved her was on April 27, 2004. I always feel a little ache in my heart around my birthday because it’s the anniversary of our last moments of laughter together. I miss her every day, this time of year more than ever. You can’t enjoy the sweet without the sour.

“It’s been a long day, without you my friend, and I’ll tell you all about it when I see you again…”

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My burst for April was back to back weekends of fun. One was spent in San Francisco celebrating my college bestie’s engagement; the second was spent in San Diego surrounded by my nearest and dearest.

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Mags and I met in Santa Barbara when she walked up to me and exclaimed, “You’re hot, give me your phone number”. I was singing Jay-Z at the top of my lungs while having a solo dance party. We have been best friends ever since. With life’s ups and downs our friendship remains unwavering. She has found the perfect match and I was honored to raise my glass of champagne in celebration of this magic moment. Cheers to the future Mrs. Pearl!  Mags sent me a hilarious photo that made me laugh so hard I cried. I must spread the wealth. In the history of Vogel, this photo captures the essence of me.

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Sidebar: I almost missed my flight heading home. I was told that my luggage would most likely not be on my flight. Moments like these are when I think to myself that I am failing as an adult.  The struggle is real. I was shammed for my irresponsibility with late tags on my luggage. They did make it though. I felt like I won an award when they came off the conveyor belt.

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It made my heart super happy that so many long time forever friends traveled to celebrate my birthday with me. Thirty three doesn’t seem like a big deal until you’re standing next to people that traveled long distances to make you laugh and toast your birthday-ness. This birthday was exceptional. I will let the beaming smiles speak for themselves. We started at 3pm and went strong till 1:30am (way past this gal’s bed time). I laughed so hard with my oldest friend, Sarahbutt, that my abs are still recovering. The thirst is real. Happy Birthday to me!

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