Turning 28

Here is to taking things more lightly next year.

Here is to doing more of what scares us and pisses others off.

Here is to loving ourselves better.

Here is to caring, giving and to never wait for an applause or reward, never.

Here is to getting out, walking away and letting go.

Here is to forgiving ourselves for all the things we are as well as all the things we are not. Let there be peace in that mind and tolerance in that heart. And let that restless soul calm for a while and tell your anxieties to shut the fuck up.

Here is to writing. Writing something thoughtful. Something to linger. Something raw. Something kind. Something to hold on to.

Here is to dreaming again. Please, I beg you from the bottom of my heart to dream again. For you sure know, a dreamer is always better than a non dreamer. A dreamer’s mind is where you want to be. A dreamer’s mind is all you need to get through this godforsaken life.

Here is to compassion. Feel others as much as you can. Consider their pain and their story whenever possible and it’s always possible — as Mother Teresa would say :P — . And know, that the more you become compassionate the more the world seems heartless to you but it’s alright, you still have enough heart for the whole world.

Here is to melancholy; The eternal reminder of agony, of suffering, of pain. For sad is essential to your being as much as happy.

Here is to solitude; the most faithful friend, my favorite sweetheart of all times.

Here is to believing. Believing that things could get better and believing that it’s perfectly okay if they don’t. You weren’t made for easy and you have to feel at ease with that.

And on a finale note. Here is to the ones we miss the most. Wherever you are, you are so terribly loved. I can’t believe how lucky I am to have ever crossed your path. xoxo