Cake.
My 19th birthday was wonderful.
I got to spend an amazing week with the man I get to call my boyfriend.
First and foremost, I think I have fallen in love with Johnny all over again. The things he does for me, the faith he has in me, the way he looks at me... It all has no comparison. He is why I get up every morning. He is my rock.
I got to see my parents. The night before my birthday, my Mom, Dad, Johnny and I had a birthday dinner, and as I was sitting at the dinner table with them, I suddenly became breathtakingly aware of how quickly I've grown up. And I don't mean that in the sense that I'm such an adult now, but how I don't live with them anymore. I don't ask them for money or rides or if I can have a sleepover. I barely even see them. It was a slightly sad nostalgia, but it made me all the more grateful to be sitting with them at that moment.
I woke up on my birthday with the worst hangover I've ever had, and as I hobbled to the bathroom, I opened my eyes just enough to see the bouquet of pink roses on the table, the cake with 'Happy Birthday', the card and the cupcakes with 'PEAS' spelled out on them. (Because Johnny and I are like 'peas in a pod'..) I felt like a 6 year old all over again.
We went to Universal Studios which was a blast. The absence of BACK TO THE FUTURE was a downer, but conquering my 6 year fear of JURASSIC PARK made up for it.
Thursday we went on a sunset horse-back ride. I had the horse that had just done a line before the ride and insisted on running to the front every chance it could get. Not trotting, running. I'll be feeling that one for a while.
And today everything came crashing down around me. I realized that my 7 days was over just as quickly as it had come. I had to tell Johnny goodbye. Again.
As much as it hurts right now, I wouldn't trade any of it for anything in the world.
I got to spend an amazing week with the man I get to call my boyfriend.
First and foremost, I think I have fallen in love with Johnny all over again. The things he does for me, the faith he has in me, the way he looks at me... It all has no comparison. He is why I get up every morning. He is my rock.
I got to see my parents. The night before my birthday, my Mom, Dad, Johnny and I had a birthday dinner, and as I was sitting at the dinner table with them, I suddenly became breathtakingly aware of how quickly I've grown up. And I don't mean that in the sense that I'm such an adult now, but how I don't live with them anymore. I don't ask them for money or rides or if I can have a sleepover. I barely even see them. It was a slightly sad nostalgia, but it made me all the more grateful to be sitting with them at that moment.
I woke up on my birthday with the worst hangover I've ever had, and as I hobbled to the bathroom, I opened my eyes just enough to see the bouquet of pink roses on the table, the cake with 'Happy Birthday', the card and the cupcakes with 'PEAS' spelled out on them. (Because Johnny and I are like 'peas in a pod'..) I felt like a 6 year old all over again.
We went to Universal Studios which was a blast. The absence of BACK TO THE FUTURE was a downer, but conquering my 6 year fear of JURASSIC PARK made up for it.
Thursday we went on a sunset horse-back ride. I had the horse that had just done a line before the ride and insisted on running to the front every chance it could get. Not trotting, running. I'll be feeling that one for a while.
And today everything came crashing down around me. I realized that my 7 days was over just as quickly as it had come. I had to tell Johnny goodbye. Again.
As much as it hurts right now, I wouldn't trade any of it for anything in the world.