Best Birthday Ever
I've never enjoyed my birthdays too much.
When I turned 18, my debut was marked by a Signal No. 3 typhoon called Rubing.
When I turned 24, my car broke down on EDSA. My mobile phone battery was dead. And yes, there was another typhoon. I was stranded for 6 hours with no umbrella.
When I turned 30, I turned 30. And yes, there was a typhoon too.
But this year, on my 32nd birthday, the sun is shining. Inside my heart and outside the plane. I fly straight in the arms of my son and husband. No party, no greetings, no fuss. But I'll remember this birthday forever as the one time I got exactly what I wanted.
When I turned 18, my debut was marked by a Signal No. 3 typhoon called Rubing.
When I turned 24, my car broke down on EDSA. My mobile phone battery was dead. And yes, there was another typhoon. I was stranded for 6 hours with no umbrella.
When I turned 30, I turned 30. And yes, there was a typhoon too.
But this year, on my 32nd birthday, the sun is shining. Inside my heart and outside the plane. I fly straight in the arms of my son and husband. No party, no greetings, no fuss. But I'll remember this birthday forever as the one time I got exactly what I wanted.
posted by Quirkygirl | 3:20 AM
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