It’s
been a while since I
spent even 30 minutes on my blog, work has been crazy and my current work
station isn’t doing me any justice. Life has been a little crazy lately, love
life on levels beyond amazing, friendships slowly being mended, wounds slowly covering,
ego feeling a little less bruised, scars still telling tales of struggle, encounters
and change and family still as they were, my family. Haven’t decided about
whether I should be excited about my birthday next week, so much has happened
in the last year and celebrations of any sort feels like I will be betraying
myself. I as “Emo” as I will sound believe that I am
greater in pain, wiser and more open to life’s lessons and happiness really has
never been a feeling I boast about and giving her attention now is betraying my
norms. Strangely I think about next week Tuesday and smile, I have come far, bruised
and battered by life and all its lessons that are shitty at times but I am now
wrapped in success stories, I bear witness to the greater side of life in all
ways spiritual and otherwise. I agree to have been fully submerged in all things dark once upon a time
but it is in all those fucked up times that I have been introduced and re-introduced
to my true identity and I know more of myself now that I did 5 years ago. So
maybe my 25th birthday is worth celebrating, not because I am there
yet in terms of success ladder or personal life, I know I am not yet there but
I have borne witness to times destined to do me in and came out a warrior. I am
looking forward to the Sms’s, phone calls, Facebook texts and of course
personal visits from the people I truly love. It feels like it is going to be a
great one and maybe I am excited and maybe
I am looking forward to it.