A Little Older, A Little Wiser, and a Lot More Content
Today is my birthday. To me, a birthday is a big deal; it feels like a Speaker of Parliament election, minus the political drama. I am not sure if this “birthday obsession” is just a symptom of being a planned kid (lol), but I always look forward to it. Why? Because I get to share this day with my daughter while practicing some serious self-love. I beat the 1-in-365 odds to share a birthday with my own child. Honestly, only God could pull off a statistical miracle like that. But with this celebration comes another digit added to my 30s. Let’s be real: getting older can feel a little scary. The moment you hit a certain age, society expects you to transition from worrying about party themes to wrinkles and chronic illnesses. Just today, I heard a radio advert reminding adults to get screened for diabetes and cancer. My immediate reaction? “Oh Lord, what is this? My life is officially over.” Society loves to label age, and those labels open the door to anxiety and depres...