Today I turn 28. I have been racking my brain for what to write. I couldn’t seem to find the words to express my feelings. I think the problem is that I don’t know how I feel about the past year.
A lot happened in the last couple of months that shook me and unsettled me and I guess I am still kind of numb and still trying to wrap my head around it.
I spent most of the day in front of the TV watching movies. I didn’t want to think. It was too painful to think. This was not how I pictured my life at 28. Not that I specifically set some goals that I wanted to achieve before I turned 28 but this was not how I would have wanted it to turn out.
I felt like I hadn’t achieved much and that my life was spiraling out of control. I looked on the Internet for people who had achieved great things at age 28 and I was further depressed by the results of my search. So basically, my birthday started out on a not too cheerful note, plus I was broke.
Around midday, I headed to the bathroom to have a shower. There I was forced to think. But my thoughts took a different pattern. I remembered the good things that had happened to me in the past year. I got major exposure in my writing career, I passed two major exams in flying colours, received a few awards and got promotion at work.
Suddenly, the challenges looked small and insignificant. Also, I realized that the problems could have been worse and messier.
There and then my mood changed and I became thankful. Thankful for the gift of life- some people never made it to this age, thankful for God’s mercies that had seen me through the ups and down, for His gifts and blessings. I was grateful for the problems and challenges, the bad choices I made and their consequences, for not letting them break me.
I found myself smiling and praising Him and being thankful. And yes, I asked Him for a birthday gift.
I was surrounded by love and well wishes and gifts. Oh, the gifts were lovely! It doesn’t matter if I’m going through a hard time or swimming in murky waters or being tossed to and fro on life’s storm, I am being held by His strong arms and I choose to look on the bright side and stay happy. As long as there is life, there is hope and I believe that it can only get better from here on.
So, I had a blast today. Sometimes all we need to stay happy and keep going is just a little perspective. I am glad I did get mine.
So did you have times when you were down and needed a little perspective to make you come around? Love to hear from you…