Dear 25

I thought I’d feel solemn about getting to this point of my life but I feel excited and invigorated. Filled with hope and joy. Woot.

Anyways

You snuck on me like the harmattan breeze in late February. I was so vested in becoming someone worthy to deserve this age I consider a milestone that I nearly forgot to be the most important person I should be. — a grateful one.

I remember his promises in Jeremiah ‘for the thoughts I have towards you are of good and not evil, to bring you to that expected end.’

So every time I wonder about where I stand, I do not do so in fear of the unknown because while I do not know, I’m full of hope. His promises, he has never taken back so I know one thing for sure, he is true to his Word.

And so, I am grateful for the many gifts I have received and many promises that have been fulfilled.

There’s a comfort I feel now that I’ve never felt before. Despite becoming more vulnerable, I have brought down those walls that have held me from becoming the person I ran away from being these past years. This love is an effort but it empowers and emboldens. And I’ll be going into this new year a much daring, fierce and transformed being.

I may not be where I hoped to be but I am making progress. That is enough for me. I’m only but a caterpillar on a stalk, waiting for the completion of my metamorphosis.

I’m God’s own, the one he has made for greatness. I look forward to the rewarding experiences you will bring with you.

Dear 25, you are welcome. ❤️