22.

On Saturday I will say goodbye to 22 and hello to 23.
22 was a FABULOUS year. 

I moved out of my college house and in with John.
Moved into our first home apartment.
Learned to live with a boy.

I learned how to do a job that I hated.
I learned to suck it up and go everyday.
I learned how it feels to be the object of prejudice.
I learned how to be humbled.

I spent lots of time at my family's lake house.
I watched John really become a part of the family.

I wore a bikini, and for the first time in my life, didn't worry about "looking fat"
I whined about being pregnant, A LOT!

I experienced loss and grief.
I watched that same loss and grief multiplied by 10 million in friends that might as well be family.
I learned to lean on John.

I went to the wedding of one of my oldest friends.
I was a bridesmaid for the first time.
I watched one of my closest friends say "I Do" and pledge her life to an amazing man.

I became a mom.

I learned what being tired really means.
I found out what love is really all about.
I learned how to take help and advice.

I helped create my own little family of three.
I fell even more in love with my best friend.

I tailgated A LOT!
I introduced Jack to MSU, sorority girls, and green & white pride!

I watched my son be baptized into the church that I was raised.

I watched him be baptized by the same man and uncle that baptized me! 

I walked down the aisle, arm in arm with my dad.
I vowed to love and cherish my best friend for the rest of my days.

I ate, drank, danced, and sang at the most PERFECT party - just for us!
I was surrounded by loving friends and family.
I was serenaded by sweet sister friends :)

I spent my first holiday away from my family.
I introduced John to some of our family traditions.
We made traditions of our own!

I struggled with adjusting to "real life"
I got a little depressed.
I started this blog.

We moved.
I crafted.
I cooked.
I embraced being a "homemaker"... kind of.

I applied to grad school.
I waited and waited to hear back from grad school.
I got into grad school!

I often counted my blessings.
I took a roadtrip.
I worked on my marriage, every. day.

I smiled A LOT.
Cried quite a bit.
Laughed EVERY DAY.

22 was the best year of my life. 23 has a lot to live up to :)