Blowing out Birthday Candles

If I can remember correctly, it was one summer night of this year when I was supposed to go jogging with my friend but I was late so I opted to jog around the UP oval alone  at night with the rest of the joggers who seemed to be doing their own thing.

If I can remember correctly I was listening to my ipod, Lady Gaga on full blast repeat mode, but my mind is some place else. Though I wrote before that I don’t jog, I brisk walk, that night, not only I jogged but I ran, and I ran like my joints are going to disconnect, like my bones are going to break.

I ran like I am running after my life, running after something that I’ve always wanted and just when I was about to make that turn, the lamp post’s light went out and I stopped running, I got my hands on my knees, I stopped to catch my breath and I started to cry.

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Lord, I'm still like a kid who still believe in birthdays and birthday wishes. And I thank you for my second year that I do not have those birthday blues.  

And though probably by the time this post is published I'm probably out celebrating with my loved ones, that same thing that I asked for during one summer night that I held on to my knees to catch my breath, it’s still the same thing that’s on my mind as I blow out my birthday candles.

And I’m holding on to my faith that you will give me what I wished for because when time comes, I know I really have deserved it.  Plus, I just have this feeling that it’s already on it’s way. There maybe a delay but it’s already on it’s way and all this waiting will be all worth it... and when it comes, I’ll make sure to show my gratitude. 

Thank you Lord and Thank you Universe! <3

Peace & Love,

K