Tomorrow I turn 28. It feels weird. Like I might finally have to start calling myself an adult. I pay taxes, I go to work every day and I have my own place. That’s being an adult, right? I really love my birthday, it’s one of my favorite days of the year. I don’t know why, as I rarely do anything special on that specific day. Usually celebrations fall on the weekend before or after.
But there’s something special about having a day to celebrate another successful journey around the sun. I’ve made it. I got through all the hardship and all the struggle of the past year and successfully landed at the age of 28. Sometimes I feel like 28 is a long time, sometimes like no time has passed at all. The months when I am happier go by so much faster and those months are growing in number.
It isn’t even about the presents, though those are always nice, it’s about celebrating with the people I love, who love me in turn. It’s basically a celebration of the fact that I am surrounded by people who care about me. Sometimes it’s hard to remember that. I have a list of daily affirmations that I go through to help remind myself that I am an important part of several people’s lives. Ten years ago seems like an eternity. Back then, I thought I was grown up, that I knew all there was to know. I was still just a baby. I think, in part, I’m still a little bit of a baby. So many experiences are out there waiting for me and I have so much more living left to do.
As far as Birthday posts are concerned this one got a little abstract but it’s what I’m feeling and my goal is always to be truthful on this blog.
Happy (almost) Birthday to me and
Bye for now!