To ask me what I want or how I want to celebrate my birthday is like asking me what I want to eat, you better sit down and make yourself comfortable if you expect an answer. I never know what to answer. Some of the responses I gave this year were: a handwritten letter, some postage to send snail mail (I’m running out), and a model uterus and placenta (which my mom ended up crocheting). As far as how I want to celebrate, I like to keep it simple. I will have a general idea of what I want to do, but try to allow my day to go with the flow. The following are a few pictures of what the Divine presented me with for my birthday…
Before closing off this post, I’d like to go off on a little tangent (who doesn’t like some adventure?), I was recently looking back at my old and ridiculously written LiveJournal. What wasn’t ridiculous was my bio page, it stated,
Life can be so cruel at times,
but just see it as God putting
you through obstacles to get you
to the next level. It’s like when
we used to play Super Mario Brothers
and we’d have to pass one level to
get to the next. Well that’s God
for ya. Each level is harder demanding
you to grow stronger in order for
you to pass. Your faith is the
mushroom, your prayers are the
super stars, and the cruel people
in our lives are the turtle shells.
Absolutely! Ok, maybe this isn’t exactly how I would word it nowadays, but yes! Growth has been happening even before I was aware of it. My regressions, my struggles were me not being ready for the next level. Twenty-seven has already presented me with so much. I’ll be honest and say that I am as nervous as I am excited for what is to come.
I am wild and free. I am aware. I am growing. I am blessed!!
Cheers to life!