As time passes, birthdays are not how we use to celebrate it as kids. We delve into higher meanings of life---that growing old is mandatory while growing up is optional:)
Now that I'm dreadfully on that "she's pushing 30" age. I cannot help but thank the friends who have been there and I know will always be there. Though we have all gracefully aged, there are really some days where we act not our age but of our shoe sizes.
Reflecting on the past birthdays of yester years, my 15th and my 25th proved to be the most challenging yet filled with momentarily taking in moments of giving up and forgiving. The first was giving up lasting friendships; and the latter was forgiving in a relationship.
I go thru birthday blues alone which is a reality check of where exactly I am in this road called life. Many instances, I find myself in crossroads where I want, rather than need, some sense of new and amazing directions. But life road never provide directions. Most the time, you create the road you walk, run, jump and trip on.
For the number of years i have lived, I am just but grateful that I am getting out of each year alive. Chapters open, chapters close. New books come old books opens.
Cliche as it is, life has ups and downs but if we choose to be happy and choose to look at open doors and windows, problems will be opportunities to grow up while growing old.
I have shed some number of friends in the process but gained a number of other new friends. As boy abunda says, we run in circles... But I think, we run in smaller circles:)
So cheers to another year of life love and laughter. Of new chapters, new books and new friends!
Toast!
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