Twenty six years is a looong time , to fight and survive in a cruel world.
But then again it is not even half the way of the journey ahead.
That is what I realised as I crossed yet another milstone on that bumpy ride called life.
Do I celebrate for having weathered yet another year?
Or do I worry about grey hairs and crow's feet?
But I sure do realise the way perspectives change with each passing year.As I look back on how I have transformed from a timid schoolgirl to rebellious teenager to talktive nonchalant student to a workaholic professional.
And I wonder today...what next could be in store !!!!
