57. January 15
January 15, 2000
Your parents hold an angel baby boy for the first time; you scream your guts out
I am still a star in the sky, in parents' eyes
January 15, 2001
I slip into the world like the silver moon on a winter night; my grandmother gives me a name and I am the most me I will ever be
You turn a year old, but you could pass for three
January 15, 2002
You don't listen when your parents tell you "stop that!"
You get time-outs
I've already been speaking for months; I can talk to anyone about anything
January 15, 2003
I am two, but not too terrible
Your parents wonder when you'll finally grow out of this stage
January 15, 2004
You take pictures with cake on your face. Your grandparents fall in love with you.
I get a Buzz Lightyear toy and go to Chuck E. Cheese. My cousin taught me how to count to 20.
January 15, 2005
I get to stand on a chair in class while everyone sings "Happy Birthday"
You were hoping for snow. The roads are clear
January 15, 2006
You get a Gameboy
I am one of fifth of the way to being twenty-five; I feel it
January 15, 2007
I get a new dress
Your mom brings cupcakes to class. They're chocolate, so you don't take a single bite
January 15, 2008
Second grade means birthday parties
I've recently become a big sister for the second time. I'm so grown I can't hold it in my tiny body
January 15, 2009
I feel magical, inside and out
You're half way to being an adult
January 15, 2010
You watch a new movie — it's gory
I go out to dinner with my family
January 15, 2011
I have a birthday party, but I tore my stomach lining and can't eat anything
You get a new jersey for your birthday
January 15, 2012
Whether or not the Mayans were right, you can feel the world ending
I don't know who I am, but I'm ready to find her
January 15, 2013
I'm nearly a woman
You think drinking makes you a man
January 15, 2014
You smoke pot for the first time
I want to be a star again
January 15, 2015
I have only just fallen in love for the first time — with myself, with life, with my family, with a boy who touched my heart
In high school, you realize it's easier to be hungover than sober on your birthday
January 15, 2016
You play hooky; your girlfriend comes over that night
I don't know who you are and I have yet to realize that I wish I never would
January 15, 2017
You go out with your friends
I feel sick to my stomach every time I think about us being connected in any way
January 15, 2018
I am taking back my life
You have a storm coming your way
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