Battered Birthday Bash
I had quite a week. I got dumped, was told one of my best friends was in the hospital, failed a quiz and practice exam, and completed roughly 18 hours of chemistry homework over 3 days. All while dealing with a swollen and painful sprained ankle. However, this weekend was my youngest brother’s 13th birthday, and he was unaware I was coming home for the weekend. He was so happy to see me that he cried (which of course then made me cry), and I am so grateful I was able to come home to celebrate with him. Even though I felt physically, mentally and emotionally battered and exhausted, being able to be home and celebrate a milestone with my family was a great way to end the week. Happy Birthday Charlie!












