I turn 26 brushing my teeth. The shower is running, I’m wearing nothing but rainwater and hairspray.
I turn 26 humming Stravinsky- several different scores.
I turn 26 proudly, in the capable arms of my best friend as we dance.
I turn 26 clinking paper cups of Cliquot with my best girls in a disordered dressing room. My face wears random spots of stage makeup and my feet are bare.
I turn 26 reunited with my best guy. My beanfriend, my boo, my adventure buddy explorer. We watch curling and sneak day old donuts and ignore the prosecco.
I turn 26 with vegan carrot cake, pink tea kettles, and a well deserved chai.
I turn 26 with surprise heart-shaped greens, telepathic pen pals, and warm long distance hugs.
I turn 26 with tiny rubies in my ears, love on my lips, and stars in my eyes.
Happy Birthday! May you be always filled with joy and laughters! And of course more ballet joy! 🎉
Thank you! xx