Well, I am not one of them.
I love getting old. I love seeing me more mature. I love seeing me kinder and more loving. I love seeing me learning more. I love seeing my children grow and become responsible adults.
Not yet sure if I have wrinkles, but I think I do. That's not a surprise. It'll be just a few years from now when I hit 50. I have a lot of freckles and sunspots though. But guess what, I do not have a piece of white hair. Ha!
Today, June 22, I am very proud to say that I turned 46 years old. I deserve this and I painstakingly earned it!
I got this!
