Its this time of the year again. My last 2 hours of my 27years and say hello to 28. At 21, I imagined that I would be happily married with 2 kids, watching them grow up, planning for their future, maybe going into my business. At 21, I never imagined that my 27th year of age would be spent breaking up, moving out, drinking my sorrows, being unhappy sober, trying to find a reason for living, not to mention that the gloomy economy that came at such uncandid time.
However, I would also have not expected that 27 is my time of refinding myself. Redefining who I am as a person. Loving myself for who I am. Singularly.
Of growing closer to my family.
Of understanding what really matters in life.
Of seizing the day. To never waste a a moment being unhappy when you can choose to be happy.
Of how life is so short. Live awesomely.
Of how time wasted today, will never come back again.
Of how to step out of comfort, and do something you will not regret not doing.
Of accepting who I am, and not pretend to be who is acceptable.
And at 27 years old, when I least expected it, when I was pretty awesome and kickass on my own, I found my Mr Awesome whos as awesome as I am.
We share similar likes and dislikes, he likes me for who I am (or at least I think he does!), and I adore him who who he is.
Yes we have flaws, but it's always fun time together.
Turning 28, I've already decided that my best gift for the year, is having someone to spend the rest of the year with. Growing old, aging gracefully.
This year! I will be the first to wish myself; happy birthday Shan! Have an exciting, awesome 28th! :)
Thank you for all who have been part of my 27years and in advance for tolerating my annoying pet peeves n nazi works for another! >:)
