I kept thinking last night how bad this birthday had become. It all started when I lost my iPhone 4S which is not yet fully-paid, last Friday. I have never felt so stupid in my life! I mean it. I can be careless sometimes, but not with my iPhone. I got so attached to it and I admit it that I made it my life. All those notes, messages, photos, calendar reminders and a whole lotta sentimental-for-me-but-senseless-to-others stuff, gone. ALL GONE! I don’t know how to deal with the loss, honestly. I loved it and it’s not yet fully-paid. Ain’t that enough reason for me to grieve like this? But yea, life goes on. It still sucks till now and I still dream of it in my hands, but oh well…

So anyways, Monday came. My 29th birthday! My 29th year in this world. I had a terrible headache the whole day. I tried to sleep it in, but I couldn’t. Got a few sleeps I guess in between, but not totally rested. Got up at about 5PM for a birthday dinner to be shared with my aunt. While I was in the bathroom, the rain started pouring. We waited for my brother to come home from work so we can use Hotdog (our van) going to the hotel where the dinner will be. We waited and waited for nothing then decided to go to my other aunt to ride with her instead. Brought my nephews with me and my boyfriend. When we got to my aunt’s place, it was already flooded and we won’t be able to go down from the tricycle. So we decided to stay at the nearby grocery store to wait for my brother instead. He still wasn’t home and he was not answering his phone. During this time, I was already super mad at the circumstances. Why now?! Boyfriend decided we take a cab instead. But in Mandaluyong, with the rain and the flooded places, it will be very impossible. But because, he is the Mr. Brightside that he is, he decided to take a jeepney and go down somewhere where it will be easier to get a cab. But then again, with all the floods, we got stuck in traffic. We have the kids with us and I got worried that they are probably already very hungry and they have to be home at least before 10, to sleep because it’s a schoolnight. I said, let’s just go home because this is just too much and I can’t take it any longer. He insisted to at least eat somewhere. And so we decided to celebrate my birthday over pizza.

While he was ordering, I was thinking how bad of a day, a weekend it has been. I did think that it was the worst birthday ever! But then, I also realized that I am still lucky and should be thankful. That I have my boyfriend and my nephews with me even if it’s a celebration over cheap pizza. Compared to others who are not even able to celebrate. That I was in great company of awesome sets of friends during the weekend that I was in grief. That I am not alone on my birthday.

I learned something, no doubt about it. And I am not gonna deny that I still want an iPhone. But more than the sad feeling and the importance I feel over a material thing, I am loved. That the care from the people I love is what matters most. I am of course uncertain what this new year will bring me, but I’m ready for it.

Here I am on my 29th year, with my Mr. Brightside. <3