#dear28

Dear 28,

I always wish that I’d be forever 19. There’s a lot of excuses that you can think of when you’re at this beautiful young age. For me, I can be both extremely passionate and giddy at the same time. I can be overly loving and forgiving in a minute, but can quickly switch into a stony rascal on the next tick of the clock. But what comes first on my top list would be how carefree I can always be. Back then, the weight of the burden on my shoulders is not as heavy as the block of ice rolling from the mountainside during an avalanche. The simplicity of my life before is incomparable from what I have been living today.

And as time runs as swiftly as an arrow aiming to its target, I didn’t even realize that I have already travelled that far from that faithful day of my beloved timeline. It’s a sure heartstopping feeling when you tried to cross the thin line drawn between budding life and maturity. Yes, I fumbled. I stood up. I lost. I fought. I wept. I won. And amidst my roller coaster ride-like life, I’m grateful I did not forget of the verb LOVE.

For almost past eight years, I know I have passionately given so much love–be it with adventure, people and all the things that made me feel ecstatic. I’ve never imagined that I would learned to be selfless and careful, generous and compassionate. I guess Life has really taught me a lot. And never I would ever wish from sky to take me back from being young and 19, but rather I’d ask for extra courage and strength to endure whatever future throws upon me.

So in exactly 10 days from now, I’ll be flipping another leaf on my life book. Another incredible chapter is about to unfold. New adventures to conquer, new stories to discover and hopefully new people to Love.

The coming days make me wanna jump in excitement. I can barely hide my happiness that although I’ll be turning a year older, I am still very much looking forward unwrapping my own Life’s presents.

So my dearest 28, surprise me!

Lovelots,