Another Year to Live
Some minutes ago, I picked up the pen with a view to writing about the old year. It was filled with unprecedented ups and downs. Some battles I won, some I lost. I learnt my lessons in both divides.
Birthday changes nothing about one’s life. It reminds us that we are aging another year. Another reminder that we’re not getting any younger. But then, it is an opportunity to be thankful for the people around me and the gift of being alive.
I feel a little more cheerful and grateful.