30th.

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It was my 30th birthday yesterday, and I am super grateful, this is no cliché... I'm not even joking.
For life and more, I am grateful and excited . 
I got all the love, from the cake, to the breakfast in bed, to gifts, calls and prayers. Words of affirmation and appreciation. I felt it all, 
But as grateful and blessed as I felt, it was a roller-coaster of emotions for me. Not sure I've had to deal with a happy moment and a somewhat sad one at the same time...
Tofunmi got ill and hospitalised the day before... 
It'd have been all hopes if there hadn't been a word that redemption was needed. A word that was clearly disobeyed. Sigh!.

I had to take in all the love, and genuinely so while praying through every smile.
I had to match the energy of my sisters and well wishers, though a part of me was worried. 
I had to show and turn up- I mean two people just ditched their jobs to be with me...someone worked her butt off baking, the previous night... The least I could do was appreciate them, and not wallow in my sorrow. 
I made memories I was scared of, because i didn't know what the day held... 
And I was indeed grateful. No pretense. But so was I sad. I don't even know how these two lived side by side on this day.

In all of these, I'm grateful still. And I am hopeful. The best will come. 

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