Well, I survived my birthday. The amount of love that's been coming my way for the past week or so is just overwhelming. I knew I had amazing people in my life, I just didn't know how many.
My grammy sang Happy Birthday to me and my grandma reminded me that I'm a quarter of a century old. Josh woke me up by shoving birthday cards in my face ("Here Mommy here Mommy here!"). It was a great hair day. The old women in my abs class are in better shape than me, but I didn't fall off the balance ball so it wasn't a total disaster. I wore my favorite black boots to dinner with my wonderful family.
And I didn't cry today. I didn't feel good about myself, I still feel out of control and sick, but I didn't cry. Just keep swimming...
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