I always have and always will love getting mail. When I was a little girl, I would hear the mail truck go by, and I would run outside to see what the mail man left for us. Usually there wasn't anything left for me. It was always the same old...bills, catalogs and other "junk" for my parents.
As I got older, more and more items would arrive just for me. Magazine subscriptions, small bills, and the occasional card. Now that I'm an adult, I still love to get the mail. Most of my mail is usually bills or junk mail, but I LOVE the week before my birthday. My mailbox fills up with birthday cards, and it's so exciting to get well-wishes from those near and far.
Today I received three birthday cards. One was from my aunt (and godmother), another was from my best friend Allyson who lives in Florida, and the last was from a very dear friend and her mother. I love displaying my birthday cards on my table in my living room just as a reminder of the people who are close to me.
Tomorrow is the end of my twenties. My students are somehow well aware of this fact. They commented on it all day, and told me I wasn't too old. I'm sure I'll have a great story to tell tomorrow!
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