In few days I would be 1 year older. What does this mean to me? Well, actually I’m pretty happy. I explain to you.
Adding a year to our age in general, is not a fun part. One tends to say that this is one more step towards the downward slope. But I think I’ve found a cure for this. For me, it is enough to do what I like. The goal is not to feel limited. Because, in my opinion, this is what leads to frustration, discontent and unpleasant feeling of being dependent on a situation, a person or the vagaries of life.
For example, I remember the unpleasant feeling I had at 24 years old. I felt already old when I had not done anything yet. I felt like I was losing my youth and missing the life I really wanted to live. I hated this feeling and felt helpless in the face of events. At that time, wanting things to move, I decided that it was not up to others to choose my destiny but only to me and nothing but me. What did I do? I left for the unknown and landed in London with my two big bags. One of the best decisions I’ve made!
It was then that I understood that we are the only masters of our destiny.
This translates into doing things that we like while enjoying the present moment, whether it be for big things like traveling (for example, I love traveling ^ ^) or small things on a daily basis, like eating a macaroon, seeing a good movie at the cinema, or spending time with family and friends. I try to fill in as many boxes as possible to make an assessment as my birthday approaches and conclude that the year of my 35 years was just perfect.
So I welcome my 36 years soon in the joy and good humor