23
so this morning i woke up and became 23.
how does one feel 23? cos i'd like to say i still feel 21, with all my 21 year old's hopes and dreams and ambitions. but the thing is, i'm not. i have my very 23 year old feelings, and thoughts, and experiences which will never make me 21 again. even so, knowing what i do now, i don't think i would want to turn the clock back. as they say, the future is always brighter... isn't it?
happy birthday denise.
be happy. this is your year of favour and increase.
would you like to see my birthday present this year? i had the best one ever.


over the weekend, i went for a camp/retreat at kaikoura with some fellow uni students from church. and one of the things we did was go for a walk along the slopes to clear our heads and take in the sights. and i was just trying to take in all the beauty and tranquillity around me... it was mesmerisingly beautiful, i only wish i could capture it all and put it in the pocket of my mind, to take out when i needed it later.
so yes, i am 23. and the 23 year old me can't wait to make something good of this year.



1 comment:
Your retreat does look amazing! Hmm. Better get a job fast so I can fly to NZ! Haha. But I am glad you celebrated 23 with so much beauty. Happy birthday once again! And may this year be all that you hope and wish for. =)
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