a year older, a year wiser

and so another year has passed. turned another year older, but wiser. with a better and bigger perspective on things. i may joke around people asking me my age and i quickly retort to turning 25 or 21 depending on my mood. it was the shallow part in me that i didn't want to let go. the fear of getting old.

but with having 3 kids, things turned around. i've started to look forward in seeing them grow up as i get older. seeing them discover things about themselves as i have experienced when i was their age. it was like seeing myself in them, times 3.

i've learned a lot of things in the many years i've had my birthdays. but it was only then that when i started to have a family of my own that the things i wish for and the things that i want weren't for myself but for those 4 people who have been in my heart. i've learned to be more serious in making decisions. i've learned to take things in perspective, being in the other person's shoes and to just let go sometimes. i've learned to laugh, wholeheartedly. not to be too serious always. it was then that i have realized that i had indeed grown up. i was an adult.

on a lighter note, since i wasn't expecting to get any gifts, it was a pleasant surprise to see my kids,kyle and keon singing to me a happy birthday the moment i woke up. with a hug and a kiss and cuddles, it was the best birthday gift ever. a gurgle from kade and his contented sigh once i rest his head on my chest and hubby's presence tops the list of my best birthday gifts ever.

and here's to more years of learning new things along the way. =)

one year older, one year wiser?

One more day to go before I turn another year older, wiser? That I have to check. (haha) but I do like to think I got a little bit wiser from all that has happened the past year. I’ve learned not to do the same mistake again – as the cliché goes. But yes, it is true.

I looked back in my old blog about what I wrote about my 26th birthday. and it was more of a thanks/tribute to those who have been there to celebrate the day with me. If I remember fondly, I was celebrating a week before my birthday with a bunch of gigs and bonding moments with my friends. It was a blast and this year may not be the same as last year, but I am sure the people who matter, will be there.

I may not invite all the people from work, acquaintances etc. but really, when you do get older, you would chose to have those who were there (another cliché coming) in good and bad times.

I’ll have another blog post about looking back 26 years ago in my life. I’m past the 20-25 age bracket and moving up the 26-30 age bracket, so there must be something worth looking back on.