34th

Birthdays have a way of making us pause, reflect, and look at life with a little more honesty. As I celebrate mine this year, I can’t help but think about the many times I asked the Lord not to wake me up anymore. Yet, He still did. And now I understand why—because if He didn’t, I wouldn’t be here to see the beauty that life still has to offer. I wouldn’t have witnessed the quiet miracles that unfold every day, reminding me that even in the midst of struggles, life can still surprise us with joy.

The future remains uncertain, but today I hold on to hope. I’m thankful for the year that has passed—the lessons, the moments of sadness I’ve learned to release, and the fears I’ve slowly begun to let go of. More than anything, I am hopeful for the days ahead. I believe that, in God’s time, everything will fall into place exactly as it should.

I had plans for how I wanted to celebrate this birthday, and they didn’t happen. But there is peace in me knowing that just because it didn’t happen today, doesn’t mean it never will. Perhaps it wasn’t meant for now. Perhaps God has prepared a better day, a better moment, a better alignment of everything. And when that time comes, I know it will be worth the wait.

For now, this is where I should be—living, breathing, and trusting that everything will work out for the best. Life is not about having it all figured out, but about welcoming the uncertainty with faith. And today, on my birthday, I am simply grateful: for the breath in my lungs, for the beauty that still surrounds me, for the hope of better days, and for the God who continues to give me the gift of life.

Here’s to another year—not perfect, not predictable, but blessed in its own unfolding.

Not everything happened the way I planned, but everything is happening the way He wills—and there’s peace in that.




au revoir. 🎈


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