Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes.
Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred moments so dear.
Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes.
How do you measure, measure a year?
In daylights, in sunsets,
In midnights, in cups of coffee,
In inches, in miles, in laughter, in strife,
In five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes,
How do you measure a year in the life?
How about love?
How about love?
How about love?
Measure in love.
My 23rd birthday, which happened this past Thursday, can be summed up in one word: love. My family, who drove down for Corps Day an entire day early so that they could be with me on my birthday. My aunt and uncle, who came for dinner on my birthday and brought cupcakes so that I could have cake on my actual birthday (my real birthday celebration wasn't until Saturday night). My grandparents, who are two of the most generous people I know. My sweet friends, who called and texted and wrote on my Facebook wall. Everyone who made last Thursday such a wonderful day.
Yes, 23 is going to be the year measured in love. I can just tell :)
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