On Sundays I do not work.
No matter how much my ambition and passion tells me to go and walk the world.
Instead, my heart and mind stays at home.
And I express, with full clarity and openness.
I reflect for the sole reason of knowing I have the freedom to do that.
I write with cheer.
Today, is my birthday.
I am twenty two.
I feel like I am gently alive.
I feel like I am truly alive.
My mental health, 100%.
My spirit, feels 100%.
And my love, that I feel inside, it’s rejuvenating.
I am happy to be alive.
I feel free.
I feel like I can fly, but at the same time, I feel like I have unlimited power to do anything I want!
I can glide if I choose.
I can soar.
I can breathe.
I can, feel…
I am grateful.
Words can express how I feel.
I’m doing my best to write them here.
But this day, this special day, I share it with God.
And I expect, and project future Sundays to be like these as well.
They are especially sacred now.
Thank You Jesus. I love you very much.