and I'm on my way to believing

[levity]

Every time the birthday rolls around and the greetings with it I am reminded how absurdly blessed I am. From Guia texting me a happy equinox at 7:30 p.m. the day before to Manang Elsa calling at 6:30 in the morning, perfect timing, to Mother not calling, to Tella texting a greeting completely forgetting we had an exam the same day, to Thea Pascasio asking me if "quantifiably" was a word before using it for her message on my Facebook wall (Nineteen ka na, pwede na tayo), to Epi and Kevin Llamas singing happy birthday (the latter slightly off-key) as we left from our IDC meeting with Dr. Mantaring, to Allen posting a greeting at midnight and Billy and Allison and Thea making a deal about it because they knew as well as I did that that was the best birthday gift I could want. I don't know wat I can ever hope to do that will make all this deserved. I don't.