30 years ago my mother give birth to the cutest baby (well, next to my litol tababski) ever born. And 30 years later she still remain cute, as in cute if you're implying it as petite, almost painfully skinny to some (especially to the parents), or just tiny for her age. Yeah, that cute girl is just me! YEY!

So is this the part where I'm going to list down all the 30 things I'm thankful about? Or the 29 things I've accomplished for the last 29 years of living? Nah, I don't think so. I don't like tooting my own horn. Wait, did I just toot? If you consider cute as a proper adjective then maybe I just did toot but trust me cute doesn't count. Because cute is what every person describe me. I mean why can't they just say, I'm pretty as in Monica Bellucci pretty (don't know her? Google it my friend). Or maybe tell me that I'm hot. Oh well, just like I said my mother gave birth to the cutest baby and that's it.

I don't have those list because really at the end of the day I have what I have here for. I have parents that still support, encourage me. I have my brothers and sister that are really a God's gift. I have a husband though not Bradley Cooper hot just maybe Orlando Bloom hotness? I do love SOBRAH. And though he painfully annoys me all the time I know  he loves me so much beyond any doubt. And with our dog-eat-dog society I have found a best friend though often stood up on me still I know who would be just right there when needed the most. She who never goes deaf with all my rants and love my daughter like they shared a bloodline. Of course the greatest of them all is having my daughter who gives me a hard time, shattered some of my dreams, and give or let me experience the greatest pain of all. But she who gives me pure and simple happiness. Hearing her saying the word "mama" and embracing her every single day. She who showed me what unconditional love truly means, showed me that she is the dream I have unconsciously wanted. She is the best accomplishment I have and  the greatest gift God gave me.

So there, I have no list of 30 things that I wanted or accomplished but I have those amazing people in my life and that's what matters to me now.

Wait, I forget, I do have this reality...

Definitely but 30 is the new 20, right?  


  1. Happy Birthday!! Your post is too sweet! Yes, 30 is the new 20, at least that is what I have been telling myself since last year! ;)

  2. Awww happy birthday to a great gal! Hope you do something fun and fabulous!



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