“I’ll Stop Counting”

Today marks the last day of my twenties. Tomorrow, I’ll be welcoming the bomb.  The womanhood. The big three-o.

I told myself, i’ll stop counting.  But how can you stop if…

One, you have the best God.

Two, He has given me all the blessings I don’t even deserve.

Three, He makes me fall in love everyday.

and yes, there’s four, five, six, seven up to infinity….

Now, am imagining sitting at a porch.. white porch, on a swing (swinging back and forth.. back and forth), a butterfly approaching a flower… smelling it, wondering.. then those cute little squirrels pass.. awww..

then i sipped my coffee (hmm maybe tea sounds better), picked up my journal, and wrote…

Life is beautiful, its beauty even magnifies with age.  Timeless, Priceless.

So how could I stop counting?  I couldn’t even start….

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