My 26th Birthday Recap

Dude, 26 is here and kicking into full gear!

I can’t believe year 26 is finally here. Am I still considered a mid-twenty-something, or nah? I had such a great time celebrating my birthday and this next year of life with my best girls from California.


They truly brought a bit of the California sunshine with them as we explored the best of ATL. We started off the weekend by getting settled into THE cutest Airbnb located in the Old Fourth Ward Neighborhood in downtown. When I say this place was gorgeous, I’m not exaggerating. It was located in the heart of downtown and was within walking distance to some of Atlanta’s best hot spots.

And boy, did we walk! 

Our location was prime. We walked from our Airbnb to Ponce City Market, Krog Street Market and…oh, did I mention we were literally a two-minute walk away from Martin Luther King Jr.’s home? Needless to say, I hit my 10,000 steps goal on my Fitbit everyday, easily. 
I’m so grateful for my besties and them taking the time to come all the way out to Georgia to help me bring in my 26th year of life. Not only that, but it meant a lot to have them there to see where I’ve been calling “home” for the past few months since moving from California. Showing them around Atlanta–more like using Apple maps, and fumbling our way around the city–was so much fun and I got to explore places I’d never been to before either. They are, in fact, the best adventure partners. 

Something I realized as I entered into this new year of life was that I am so, unbelievably blessed to live the life I have. I don’t mean this in an arrogant way or to come off as a braggart. There’s just something about getting older that slowly changes your perspective on life over time. I know, I’ve only been 26 for a whole 4 days now, but still. When someone asked me, “so, does 26 feel different?” I told them no. But, now I don’t think that’s true. 

Turning another year older does have me thinking a bit differently, but I also think it’s something that’s been changing over time for a while now. For one, I have begun to realize that comparison is truly ridiculous. Comparing my gifts and talents is simply a waste of precious time that I could be using to create and grow. Secondly, I’ve learned that having a vision for my life is not only imperative, but it is so practical. It started out with having a vision for my ideal apartment. I haven’t exactly fallen in love with my current living arrangements this year. Having a vision for what I want has changed everything. But more on that later.

Lastly, I’ve learned that I may not know exactly what I’m moving towards. The picture in my head is a bit fuzzy, but at the same time, the outlines remain unchanged. I know for certain that God has me in this place, at this time, intentionally. And even though I might think that I have an idea of what’s best for me, I can be confident of this: He’s got it all figured out. And I have to say, I’m excited to see what’s in store. 

“A little celebration never hurt anyone.”

My heart is so full from all the love I received this weekend. I couldn’t have imagined a better way to start off this new year. I know with my family and girls by my side, and God firmly manning the wheel, I can conquer the world. And I intend to.

So, here’s to another year. Another year of laughter. Of growth. Another year of challenge and joy. I’ll cheers to that!

Christie Floral Embroidery Sweatshirt – $19.98

Also, it was a birthday gift, but I got a few questions about where I got my sweet, embroidered sweatshirt. You can find it at (+ it’s on SALE!). 

What advice do you have for a freshly minted 26-year old out to conquer the world?

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Twenty-something, lover of Jesus. I like animals (esp. dogs), Fun-Fetti cupcakes and yoga. I love God and do my best to love others. I hate too-warm weather and socks that fall into your shoes when you walk. I'm a huge fan of Christian rap and cold, sunny days.

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  • Tracey

    Happy belated Bday love! I love what you say about growing old and feeling blessed. I feel exactly the same. Just being grateful of life and stop looking at what we don’t have. Lovely post my dear!

    • Leighann


      Thanks so much, Tracey! Yes, what a blessing it is to grow older, wiser and have time to reflect on all the beautiful things this life has given us, thus far.


    I love love your pictures. You have the cutest girlfriends and it’s so good to see that you all had fun. I wish you the very best of life and pray God will continue to guide you.
    My advice always remember that God has you even if you don’t know where you’re heading (as you said in your post) always remember that He knows and all you have to do is trust Him. Plus enjoy your 20s, do all the things you have on your bucket list. Don’t let people tell you what they think you should have accomplished, be comfortable and happy in your own skin and love your body.
    Happy 26 Leighann ❤

    • Leighann


      Ah, thank you sis! I love “He knows and all you have to do is trust Him” and your advice to “…enjoy your 20s” because often I live in a place of fear and anxiety, and it takes that joy and trust away. I will hold tightly to God, and to your advice this year. Thanks so much for reading, Fehintola ❤

  • Gawoon

    Happy Belated Birthday, Leighann!! 🙂 First of all, I love your attitude towards life! I recently turned 25 and wrote a blog post about dealing with the “quarter-life crisis.” As a sister in Christ, I’m starting to understand, more and more, what it means to let go and let God. The part where you said, “I know for certain that God has me in this place, at this time, intentionally. And even though I might think that I have an idea of what’s best for me, I can be confident of this: He’s got it all figured out” really resonated with me. Embracing the idea that God knows what’s best for me (better than I do) can be challenging at times, but in the end, it’s worth it 🙂

    • Leighann


      Thanks so much, Gawoon! That means so much–I can’t wait to read your reflections on your 25th year of life. I’m so glad this post resonated with you, and so glad to have found another sister in Christ! Thanks so much for reading!

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