that anti birthday love

I'm not much of a birthday person.
It always feels like too much pressure.
To make sure they know how loved they are.
To accept "happy birthday" and gifts.
To have to weigh the things that make my heart soar with the expectations of how I'm supposed to want to celebrate my birthday.
I don't think I'll ever love birthdays but I'm trying to make it something for birthday lovers.
I may never plan confetti shooters or surprise parties.
I may be awkward when you tell me happy birthday for the fourth time.
(Because come on, once is enough.)
But please know if you're my people I love you to the depths and I'm thankful you're in my life.

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Hello if you don't know me I'm Katie I {obviously} blog here and you can find my instagram & twitter ---> Two things in my bag: 1. My cute little notebooks I found at Target and a variety of pens. I love pens. No seriously, you should see my pen + sharpie box. 2. My phone. I am a HUGE picture taker. I love taking pictures and using all the fun picture apps and posting pictures. If you love taking pictures come find me, we can have some instagram fun!!! Two things I'm looking forward to: 1. Hugs & coffee with friends. Friends I've never technically met. Friends that I will never forget, that will be hard to leave, that just get me. 2. Learning. Learning more about who I am. About the amazing way God created me as a woman. Learning from all these wise women that live with realness and grace. Being filled with His word. See you in 2-ish weeks!!!

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