Wish list or resolution has never
been my thing, not until this year. I am going to turn 23 on June 23 this year,
which is just around the corner and I am super excited about it! Last year, I
did not feel like celebrating my own birthday because so many things were going
on. From the thesis-making, thesis defense, thesis-revisions to preparations
for graduation (FYI, we had two kinds of graduation). Plus, collecting pictures for graduation (childhood
picture which was really time and brain consuming since I did not have much of
it and, even what I have, had really poor resolutions to be put on the large
screen). I also needed to fly way back to my hometown to do fitting for my graduation’s
Kebaya. The fact that I went home just for that can tell you how excited I was
being graduated. Not to add, I had to make sure I got the invitations to attend
graduation ready for my parents and family.
I had my 22nd birthday
two weeks after all those hectic days. However, things about birthday went blur
because I got an email informing me that I should come to Papua earlier than
expected. Ticket was booked by the foundation and I just could not request for
any break extension. I meant, I had not prepared anything for Papua, yet.
Besides, I could still feel the exhaustions after graduation, and my brain needed
some break by not adding another serious matter to think about. In the midst of
all that, I thank God for giving me such super amazing parents. They helped me
to breathe. Dad took care with the financial (of course, since I did not get
any payment yet), transportations (he was all ready for me anytime I called to
pick and drop me up somewhere I needed to go to buy things for Papua), packing
stuff and the life lessons along the way too. Mom was always ready to lend a
hand with the shopping list. She made sure everything I needed went into bag.
She also taught me some simple-made recipes which I can use in case there’s an
emergency (you know what I mean, right?) ;).
Birthday was finally arrived.
Things that I did not expected happened. My mom told me that we were just going
to have a small thanksgiving celebration, since it was the month of graduation,
birthday and farewell before I left for Papua. But it turned out to be not as
‘small’ as she told. I thought of just inviting my friends and having a casual
gathering as we usually do in our culture. In fact, our house was flooded by my
parents’ friends, which I found pretty funny, since I was the one having
birthday, not my parents. But, anyway, I know my parents were too excited
preparing for this and I just could not break it by showing no enthusiasm. Everyone
enjoyed the party. I was gladly exhausted. In the end, it was not a bad day at
all J
My birthday is coming, and all I
can think of is, to be more focused and relaxed. I want to breathe just a
little bit more.
Love,
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