My birthday has been something I usually get crazy about, once it is the beginning of June, everyone around me know that my birthday is approaching, I usually get excited and like almost every other young lady, I try to make my hair, get some new clothes and if possible, shoes and bags.
But this birthday seem to be a really different one, I have not made any noise since the beginning of the month about it, I still have my hair rough and unmade, I have no new cloth, shoe or bag.
I don't know if this should be called maturity or whatsoever.
It might be because I have some unsettled bills that makes it seem as though the birthday is coming at the wrong time.
But, through it all, I want to say that I remain grateful to the giver of life and every good gift.
I have no idea about what today (which is my birthday) would look like, but I want to say a big happy birthday to myself.