Today is my birthday, and I am now 23 years old. I stand between the memories of the past and the uncertainties of the future. In my heart, I hold the bittersweet memories of yesterday, and in my eyes, the hopeful glimmers of tomorrow. I embrace everything that life has brought me. The traces of the past, the precious memories that have shaped me, bring me joy.
I have realized that people always long for the past because we remember only the good moments. This gives me a hint about what will matter at the end of my life. Life is made of beautiful memories. This is the best way to define it.
My advice to those younger than me is this: no matter the circumstances, there is always a reason to be happy. Pain is temporary, sadness is temporary. The only lasting things are the beautiful memories we create.
Take care of yourselves until we meet again.