I am 20-years old.
Some times I forget and say I am eighteen. . . that is not a spelling error.
I don't feel that old- and technically it isn't old at all.
When I was eleven I would steal the razors that my brothers shaved their faces with to shave my legs. (I wasn't suppose to shave until I turned twelve.) I have my own razor now, but I still feel like that little girl.
My twenty years have life have been full though. Each day blessings rain down on me and I have so much to be thankful for. So for my twenty-years I am giving twenty thanks.
10. work ethic
11. good health
inspiration for blog post found here