I turned 16 on the 1st February. And I just realized how much birthdays can sometimes mean. People being extra caring or just how those little gifts mean so much to you. But birthdays are not just you wearing those branded, expensive clothes or the dream come true gifts and neither how hard you party.
For me, my birthday was full of gifts, and well don’t you also get gifts in your birthday? Forget about gifts! Those are just the items in the store you can buy by your self some day or yeah, maybe never because you can’t afford it. But does it really matter? In the end of the day what matters? You having those expensive items, or you being with your loved ones?
What I got to know is how much I am lucky to celebrate my birthday with my beautiful mother, reliable friends and my brothers who I know that love me but are too manly to show it to me sometimes. And I think, from the bottom of my heart, that you in your birthday should wish for the people that you love to be with you till the last breath that you take in this world. Because life isn’t just about who you are or how good you are, it is about the people who you share your time with, and who you love and try to be better for.