26 on the 26th

This is officially my last blog post as a 25-year old hot mama (please let me get away with this one since it’s almost my birthday). I want to grow old with grace and I guess I’ve been good at trying to live up to that goal. Life has been more kind to me and to my kids. And that’s all that matters to me now.

For the past 365 days, although I still had bouts of depression and melancholy, I found myself waking up more happy and optimistic. Each day, I was slowly learning how to live my life as if it was my last day. It was more than just partying and fooling around. But I did try to make the best of my days. Less worries. Less regrets. Less tears. More patience. More laughter. More happiness. More love.

I was more prepared to face my every day battles. I was more confident in fighting my personal demons. And I think those are some small achievements that I could be proud of as a person who has been to hell and back.

Last year, I remember celebrating my birthday with my colleagues from the previous company. Luckily, my birthday coincided with our company’s team building activity. I spent my 25^th birthday karting for FREE!! Lucky me.

And yes, Danessa bought me cake for my birthday. She had another friend deliver it to me as Danessa was in Thailand for a vacation. I remember sharing the cake that night with the CDO boys Alfred, Romel, and Yamz.

Going 26 on the 26^th. It feels good and I am excited. I’m not excited for a party or something. I actually celebrated my birthday last week together with a few friends. Friday of last week, after the dinner sponsored by ICI, I met up with my old classmates and some friends. We partied at Club Pump (as usual) and we went home past 6am.

Then together with my kids, I went home to the province to visit my family. That Saturday night, I celebrated my birthday with my family. It was actually a celebration of three birthdays: my dad’s, my brother’s, and my birthday. It was a simple celebration but it was filled with so much laughter and love from the people that means a lot to me.

A year older, I would want a more productive life (i’m not talking about wanting more kids!). I would want more laughter and smiles to fill my days. I wish myself and those people around me good health and happiness.

Again, to all my friends and acquaintances who rocked me when I was 25, keep on rockin’ and rollin’ me now that I’m 26!

I get better with age! 

Yes, I really do. ;P

~ by 32flavors on January 25, 2008.