For many, your 21st birthday was a day full of drunken stupor and good times. For me, it was a day of reflection. A day to reflect and be thankful that I have made it to see the age of 21. Words can’t explain the emotions I felt as I reminisced on the plentiful memories leading up to April 9, 2014. I thought of my loved ones who never got the chance to see the age of 21, some not even 18. When you look back at your life and the trials and tribulations you overcame, the close calls you had, and how far you’ve come . . . it really humbles you. I invite all of you who read this to make a toast. A toast to life and the fact that you are still here, that you have beaten the odds, that you are a survivor, that you have foughten through the struggle and have the ability to continue to do so. As you take your next breath, someone else is taking their last. Be thankful and cherish every second you have on this planet. This journey of life is not an easy one, but it will be what you make it to be.