Birthday Mantra

Time is the only thing separating me from who I am going to be. 

Truer words were never spoken? Perhaps. Or perhaps it's just another truth that one cannot do anything with. See, I am well aware I have no control of time. Time will move as it does, and I may feel strong, and fearless and capable, but I know tomorrow will bring a new ME to the mix. She may be stronger, or more fragile, or reveal a new texture I have yet to experience. Such is the way of life. We grow, we change, we blossom, we wilt, and we perk up again. If we're lucky to be resilient. On and on and on until we one day no longer exist, and will remain as a memory in our loved ones' hearts, or as marks on society, if we're so lucky to put our stamp somehow into the world. I don't know who I will be tomorrow, but I know I will be changed, and I welcome all new parts of me that I have yet to uncover. Bring it on, tomorrow. Bring it on, another year. Bring it on a new part of me. Bring it on another year under the glorious sun. Another year to be grateful. Another year to learn, love, and to live. Another year to be.