A Recollection of Thoughts

           I browse through our dusty photo album and stumble upon an old photo of me, young and oblivious of the world around me. I stare at the seemingly sepia-themed portrait and wonder if I really am the little girl with the floral outfit and the now outdated blinking pair of rubber shoes. If I were to base on everything that I have experienced through the years, it would be an understatement to say that I have changed. Funny how you just wake up one morning and realize that all of a sudden, things have changed not because you want them to, but because they have to.

I have changed a lot and not just physically, but in every aspect imaginable. I have grown inches taller, have grown my hair a lot longer and have grown my feet bigger, too. I have outgrown the Barbie dolls and Stick-o’s. I have started stripping off my jumpers and caring a bit more about skirts and dresses. I have ditched my daily playing hours and converted them into studying hours. I have started seeing boys in a different light; they are not just playmates, they can be good friends, too. I have improved my relationship with God. I have gained enough confidence to further enhance my skills and harness my abilities. I have started caring for the people around me more than the books I used to carry everywhere. I have become more assertive, expressive and liberal of my views, ideas and thoughts. I have grown beyond my limits.

Looking back now on the 18 years of my existence, I am glad to have changed the way I did. It may not be the way I planned, but it is the way it should be, how the Almighty Father planned it.