Getting Older...

So yesterday I turned 23. Not old, but older, obviously.
Every year around my birthday, I like to sit & think about where I was a year ago... how I've changed in the past year, for better or worse. Thankfully for the past 2 years I feel like I have progressivly changed for the better.
This past year has brought about so much change in my life. It's almost overwhelming to think about. Last July, I had a 1 month old baby, just had surgery to remove my gallbladder, & was living in an apartment that I hated & couldn't manage to keep up with. What has changed in the past year... oh so much.
In the past year my husband & I got married in the church (which is important for me, being a Catholic, that my unity with him be recognized by God & the church). We had Brianna baptised (also a big decision in the church). My husband & I have progressivly learned to function as a family now, instead of just a couple, since we have Brianna. We had some rough spots, but now we have it down really well. I am very proud of what we have achieved together.
Brianna has grown up & is a little over a year old now. She went from this tiny little baby, to a walking, talking, little person. She has her own personality, her own ideas, & is getting smarter & smarter by the day... as well as more & more beautiful. She has just blossomed into this little lady that I am so proud of.
We moved into a new apartment. It's not perfect, but much better than the last. I have also learned to cook (& very well btw!). I actually enjoy cooking & cleaning every day now, which before was just a hellish task that I feared. I am proud of my home & like to have it looking nice.
In the past year I have also started to effectivly deal with my depression & anxiety for the first time since I was diagnosed (which was 10 years ago). Instead of just self medicating, or just not dealing with it & living the sad life I was, I am now taking the proper medications & talking about my problems. My anger issues (stemming from the depression) are much more controlled now & my anxiety has decreased significantly. I attribute this mostly to my husband & daughter, who make my life more enjoyable & listen to me when I need someone to talk to (yes, I know she's 1, but when I'm sad I can talk to her & I don't feel like she's judging me).
In general, I feel like my life is getting better & better by the day. I am feeling better about myself & my life.
I may be getting older... but I don't mind... as long as things keeps progressing this way, I'll be glad to get older!