So, I am turning 27 again in a couple of days.
I can imagine my friends shaking their heads no… but hey, it is my birthday. Indulge me.
For the past couple of weeks, I have been complaining that my back has been hurting and my neck and shoulder muscles have been pretty tight and stiff. I think it’s stress related. Now I am realizing that this normally happens to me whenever December comes and my birthday is nearing. Getting another year older stresses me out somewhat.
Getting older means having wrinkles, eyebags with baby bags and skin that won’t defy gravity. It is also about that extra five pounds that just won’t go away but easily manages to double after a drink of mocha or a bite of brownie. It’s about the body aches that you suddenly feel even after not really doing anything strenuous. Sometimes I am just sitting in the car and my neck will start hurting — and it’s not as if I craned it to take a selfie or something.
Of course I don’t want to die young… but it’s the looking old, getting wrinkled and all part that bothers me. Maybe this is neurotic, but you know how vain I am, so the pain — and fear — are genuine.
True beauty emanates from within. Maybe I should make that my mantra.
Excuse me as I get more expensive moisturizers and eye gels… Brb.
Love, Shallow Betsy ❤
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The Real Thing
So, I am celebrating my birthday in a couple of days. I think this is the perfect time to look back on the year that passed before I let it go and start another year…
As with the other years, this year I met new people, formed new friendships… only to see some friendships fizzle out even before the relationship can take off.
People really come and go. Some stay longer than others. Some stay as long as it’s convenient or you have something in common. Still there are others who just stay, regardless. These are the ones you can call your real friends.
I am thankful for my friends — whether old or new. They make life interesting and fun. The old ones keep me sane and grounded, while the new ones inspire me to be the best version of myself always (lest they change their minds and think that I am a flake, after all!).
The past year was not devoid of challenges, frustrations and disappointments. And yet my God has always been faithful and He always came through for me.
I may not have had all the things that I wanted, but this year He gave me a desire of my heart. (Insert shameless plug of the book here: Twenty Years in Between, now available at Central Books AND Fully Booked!! Grab a copy now! 🙂 ) A childhood wish turned real.
This year I learned that one is never too old to dream — or to go after a dream. Truly, the only one who can limit you is yourself.
Indeed, I have so much to be thankful for.
I thank God for my family and friends and for the love that they provide. I am thankful for good health — especially that of my parents’ and I pray that they will have many more years of being active and happy.
I am thankful for the opportunities thrown my way that allow me to grow as a person. I am thankful for the skills and talents that I possess (Here’s to more write ups, blogs and selfies…).
I am thankful that I look the way I do (Gorgeous, according to my brainwashed besties) … Though if God will make me miraculously lose several more pounds, I will be more thankful. 😉
I am thankful that every day I am protected and I have angels all around me.
I am thankful that God guards my heart and that though it sometimes breaks, experiences hurts and pains, it doesn’t remain broken and bitter because Someone up there keeps it whole and happy.
Surely the blessings far outweigh the bad times. And I can’t help but be expectant of more good things in the year to come.
Joy — like true beauty –emanates from within.
Here’s to another joyous and beautiful year ahead. Happy 27th birthday to me… 🙂
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photo credit: Selfie belongs to me!!