It feels weird, scary, yet exciting/exhilarating! I had preparations before I came to this point in my life where I could say I am matured enough to handle things in life. Then came the 4th of February. Waking up at 3am in the morning at home in my room, it giggles me that again I will celebrate my special day with family. I went downstairs to lie beside my parents bed, the inner "bunso" in me, I cuddle and kiss to wake them up. And then the younger brother also joined us in, showering me with greetings and kisses on my cheek. I uttered in my mind, Lord Thank You for this day. I couldnt find a better way to start my day but spending time at Church to give thanks. After the mass with my cousin, I went home feeling so light and bright. Kissing and playing with kambal and Liam. The feeling was unexplainable. I felt I was on a cloud nine, I felt so "kilig" people are starting to greet me in facebook, private messages, text messages, and instagram. Then afternoon came, the big event I was waiting for.. The most pure joy that I felt. :)
The experience was overwhelming, humbling, and one of a kind. It brought me happy tears. I couldn't help it but cry. The endless thank you, the smile on their faces. Priceless! :) I felt so blessed!
At home, I just said to my family "Thank You" with tears of joy.. :)
The never ending surprises didn't stop there. My love month brought a lot of happenings, new and exciting people came, memories to treasure, quality time with closest friends, celebration of love/God's faithfulness, family bonding... that made my heart so joyful and hopeful ❤️ I know it's another adventure, more experiences, learnings, fun, and stories. Bring it on! I know God will always guide me🙏
