25 isn't so bad.

Last week was rough.

As the realization of my 25th birthday was creeping up I got very upset and shed waay too many tears. (KC, I finally feel like I understand how you have felt on every birthday since we met!)

I have feared turning 25. 25...50...75...100...

I am more officially and adult than ever. I guess it just really freaks me out knowing over a quarter of my life on Earth is over, I still have so much I want to do before I have gray hair and my body starts deteriorating! That scares me.

Despite my emotional self, Spencer has been so very encouraging and patient with me reminding me that really it's not that bad turning 25.

We went to the temple on Friday night and it was a sweet experience. It really helped me to get out of my funk and open my eyes to the eternal perspective. Getting older really isn't that badbecause I still do have many more wonderful years, and an eternity to look forward to.

So CHEERS to another wonderful year

with a great husband and awesome family and friends by my side!!!