This time last year I was celebrating with friends, severing a very caustic relationship, and navigating my way carefully into someone’s life. The year has been cathartic, cleansing. I have managed to make the tough decisions necessary for me to be happy, and I don’t have any regrets. I’m different now, but somehow I am exactly the way I was meant to be; happy.
Often times birthdays cause people to think back on their lives and sum up their accomplishments and failures; not me. I am taking this day to look toward the future and embrace every change that I have orchestrated over the past year. I have often said that change is difficult, but I believe it is necessary if we are to open our lives to new paths and new adventures.
The season of my discontent is over, and I can finally see things more clearly. I breathe in each day and all its newness. I am no longer afraid of the turns my life will take. I am not looking back anymore; I’m not critiquing my actions of the past. I am leaving what’s done where it belongs; behind me.
It’s my birthday, and I have given myself the greatest gift of all; my happiness.