It’s no longer the same after 8th of this month. I know I need to add (+) one more year to my age. But first of all, how old am I? Why am I kept forgetting my age? Why I need a calculator at all time when I wanted to how old I am? Hmmm, maybe because I have stopped calculating it already.
Eight have dominated my life somehow in every positive ways I would say. Somehow, I could be a destiny child for eight. I felt the number so much in me. Maybe, that’s way I got attracted it so much.
I knew everything and anything happened in my life is happened for a reason. The good, the bad, the hurdles, the hard work, the stress, the frustration, the pain, the lost, the miserable, the loneliness, the abusive, the joy carries its very own reason.
To tell the truth, I didn’t really do anything in my life with a concise thought. I was merely following my heart and what is right at that time.
I don’t really give serious thought to anything in my life except when I’m sad.
I don’t enjoy talking about my personal life and feelings to anyone in my life. I love to keep it to myself. I enjoy loneliness in my own way. I love to do self talk. Today, I realised I have lost myself talk in the process of growing up. I’ll die keeping my life only to myself. None, would really know the real me and I like to keep it that way.
I’m glad for staying grounded. I’m glad; I always know the reality of life. I’m glad, I don’t easily get influenced.
Today, I want to thank the MOTHER of NATURE for moulding me to whom I am today. I’m happy I spent so much time of my life with nature instead of people.
I’m happy to be who I am. I’m glad; I’m born this way.
I know I’m unique in my own way. I know I’m being very truthful to myself. I know I’m very sincere in heart.
I know I’m not someone in this society yet. I know I’m not rich yet. I know I’m not there yet where I’m supposed to be. But, I’m happy to be who I am today.
Today, on this date, I’m happy to be “ME”
Besides my flaws, I’m blessed more than I should.
Happy Belated Birthday #tamaka