turning 23
Despite the fact that I feel very thankful for those sending me birthday wishes and all the stuffs to brighten my day,
this day really makes me think.
So it has been 23 years and I am suppose to be mature and settled by now.
Yet I am still wandering around , thinking about what to do and how to live tomorrow.
My sister once said that happiness is a privilege ,
I guess what I have never noticed is the fact that maybe the privilege is not mine.
I always wonder if there will be one day when my soul finally find its peaceful place to rest ,
and I stop wondering if I should walk a little further , or fight a little harder.
I wonder if there is something in my past that cause me to deprive.
Or is it something that I need yet to fulfill?
Is it true that everybody has their own path in life? Had I taken the wrong path and
lost in the place I don’t belong?
Maybe.
Or maybe I need to learn to appreciate what I have in life and ease my own restless soul?
I wish that one day I will find my happiness and a place I can call home; and you too… happiness for you and your loved ones. Amen.
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