February 4th was my birthday. That was almost 3 hours ago. Another year has gone by and I have another 365 days full of events and memories to archive in my head and heart.
Time flies has always been the saying, but I would like to stress the fact that it never flew this quickly before. On a mini-scale, the hours go by so quickly… on a slightly larger scale, close an eye and open the other: it’s weekend again… And on a much larger scale: I’m 26…
The number 26 is such a big number for me to grasp all at once. Ever since I was a kid my favorite number was 24 and I always thought – as a child – that by the age of 24 I will have reached my goal in life, or something along those lines. I’m 26 now and let’s be honest here, I haven’t reached my goal. I am not sure I know what my goal is anymore either. There has never been a time where I have been more confused and uncertain about my own future than in the past 3 months.
It’s easy to count using an abacus, and it’s easy to increment +1 every year your day of birth comes along. What is not easy – or does not come easily about – is maturity and growth. In the past 1 year I have felt myself grow in depth by a vast magnitude. It is amazing to witness, and most importantly feel, changes of growth taking place within oneself. It empowers one to move forward, to realize and be reminded that there is always more to learn and more to experience all of which aims at the one goal of refining you into a more whole and solid individual, a more capable human being, and a wiser person.
