How did time go by and just like that, it is no longer 1993? Today I turned 23,an odd 23! I still
dream of forever,I wear makeup...most of the time.I still wear high heels and
hold on to my high standards(I've got some). I am still figuring out what life
is,it seems to change as I grow. I love my sister to the moon and beyond. Then
my best friend, the rest...enough not to get chocked.
I think now more than ever of
settling down.(It hit me well that I have two years to yet another odd number)
I have grown exceptionally from the little lass I was last April. I got over
dragging crushes,lost pretentious friends,made new ones,committed to growing in
Christ deeper,started to leave alone. I definitely had a roller coaster of a
year! I had some constants as well,I still
struggle with the "eat once starve once syndrome" My account balance,is
way shabby. I am still learning skills of saving and more saving. I am still
working on my loudness (gentleness is hard much more quiet speech!) But I have
also concluded that if I don't do it at 23,then probably this is me. I still
hate washing(hallelujah to the washing machine.) I still don't own one as yet
but definitely should work towards one. And yes, am still single(and intending)
23 is odd,you are in the middle of
nothing.Just another 20s where you hope to earn more in life. This year,I
hope to do a Diploma in Law,start some serious investing in people and other
ventures.I hope to grow my finances and stop my weird syndrome. At 23 I hope to
write better and write more poetry(the lines still speak much),I hope to make
more friends and be intentional at keeping them. The other things...will
definitely evolve as the year goes on.
Many things definitely changed. I have some solid likes, Like a good perfume,(many bottles count the more) ice cream, cake(that's a charmer) I love how in the middle of all my little not so busy life I create moments of laughter with my family, I love the way they love me. I have become an auntie, most of my friends are married women and dang I love my life one more year yet again.
Today am a stinking fabulous 23,one
more year old.
Hurt,loved,spoiled,smothered,flustered but most of all grown. And that is just about the coolest gift...to grow...bolder before
life.