I’ll turn a year older tomorrow and yes this calls for an obligatory birthday post.
So, my earth life could be sum up into 27 years, 11 months and 29 days all in all. Still, this question lingers — WHO AM I?
Who am I?
I was 7 years old when I first read a book from cover to cover and that book is “The Sum of All Fears” by Tom Clancy. I won’t probably understand what I was reading that time, all I know is it was fun going through the pages and read every dialogues with emotions. Thanks to Google, now I am fully aware what the book is all about.
I had my first crush when I was 8 years old. He was my childhood friend. When I caught him writing my name in one of his notebooks — I don’t know how to react but I’m sure I blushed.
I had my puppy love when I was 15 years old. He was my not-so-geek seatmate during my second year high school. He’s a total genius — the reason why I fell in love with him. Our relationship lasted for 4 years.
I had my first serious boyfriend when I turned 19. Just when I thought that love conquers all everything went down into ashes. And then I became a mother, thanks to him.
At 21, I started rearing a child. In between those years are supposed to be my freedom. But it turned out to be the opposite of my plans. Knowing that it’s all my fault, I tried to close my eyes from regrets and learned to move along and fulfill motherhood duties even if I know I wasn’t born for that kind of responsibilities.
At 23, I started going out from my comfort zone. I explored my capabilities and potential as a human being. I deployed my skills sets in two different worlds — corporate and community development. However, it is from the latter’s experience that I gained so much wisdom.
At 24, I fell in love again. And yes, by this time I was guided by my decision from the past (which somehow did not turned out okay). I learned that love is not all about emotions but decisions. It’s full of what if’s, why not’s, how about’s and “we can do this, no matter what!”
At 27, I refused a career growth from the BEST job in the world. Instead, I chose to comeback to the loving arms of the person I carried in my womb for 9 months. At this point, I realized that I need my son as much as he needed me. Sound clingy but that’s true.
At 28, well I’m looking forward to become a full time housewife as I am getting married come 2017. As the cliche said “the best is yet to come”, I say “the best is all I have now”.
At 29, I don’t know! I really don’t. All I know is “I’ll only become what I’m becoming right now” and the pattern continues as long as I live.
At 30, probably I’m still alive and catching for keywords and article hits.