My birthday

This year I turned 29. I have posted previously about how birthdays have nothing to do with how old you technically are, but should instead be celebrated as a day to remember how loved you are and how lucky you are to be alive. In the interest of avoiding the social pressure that surrounds a woman in my age bracket, I thought it might be best to visit Smith College on my birthday. Smith College is a well known women's college in Central Massachusetts. I went there because my best friend, Katy, who I believe I have written about here before went to undergrad at Smith. She and I were born on the same day, and we use to refer to each other as twins separated at birth. We met in high school and were almost instantly best friends. Sadly, Katy and her mother were killed in a car crash around Christmas of 2003. So, it meant a lot to me to go back and visit a place that she loved so much and that she and I were able to share together for one quick weekend our freshman year of college.