Who-RA. Today is my day, Holla Hill is 28! You would think I had stopped celebrating my birthdays like a 13 year old girl, but hell no, I don't think so.
Not since I made it to the first birthday I really, truly thought I may not have made it too (That was 25 my friends, three LONG years ago).
Twenty-five was memorable because on that birthday I got my very first PET results telling me that my cancer had come back AFTER my transplant.
Yes, earth-shattering, life changing news on my 25th birthday.
I told J right away, but didn't tell anyone else until after dinner.
Hey, it's my sister's bday too. I can't be wrecking days.
Nobody has wanted to go back to Koto's with me since.
Hmmmm, I have so much more to say but can't. I'm off to the movies with X and friends to see Kitty Galore of course.
We're saving the big celebration for the weekend. Beach here I come!