By no means it is a rare event when someone turns thirty, but it feels like a milestone nonetheless. I woke up today with the biggest smile on my face, I mean literally I felt like I was smiling the whole time I was slowly slipping into consciousness. Today is the last day of my twenties and I'm feeling a million things, but the one thing I feel the most is gratitude. Looking past all the material things, I've been blessed with so many friends- my closest high school barkada,
I laugh when I remember my antics, the rebelliousness of my youth, my little projects, I remember my mistakes, troubles, and hardships, and that it was all worth it. Life is indeed a wonderful gift, and before entering another chapter I look past to the past twenty years since my preteen years and I wouldn't change a thing. I realized that the bad things, the sad things, the happy events, triumphs and tragedies are all part of growing up. I lived my youth exactly the way I wanted to, and now I feel ready to move on. I know whatever comes my way, I can handle it with God's guidance and love.



