My 27th baptism anniversary on 7 October 2017 passed rather uneventfully, saved for a mistakenly mix-up of dates for Declan's 1st birthday party at Pizzaface. Mum, sis and I trooped down to Pizzaface by noon that day, only to discover nearly half an hour later, after wolfing down a shared chicken pie from a newly opened cafe nearby that Declan's party is on 14 October, not 7 October. I was guilty as charged for dragging both mum and sis down as the invite was sent only to me. I guess it goes to show the signs of aging - a poor memory, at 42.
Can't deny that as a middle-aged woman, I don't look one bit like a college age kid. Not that I'd like to be mistaken as one on campus but as an adult learner, being a part-time university student definitely has its challenges. I was at the Uni booth wanting to sign up for a step tracker and that was only eligible for students (of which I am legitimately one). The staff at the booth, who looks young enough to be my nephew (if my sis had married and given birth young enough) doubted my eligibility. It was fair enough I guess, given I am no spring chicken, but it hurt my ego somewhat. I am even older than Joanna Dong, the 35 year old finalist in China Sing! who already has two young children. Ah wells! Still, I have much to be thankful for - I have a sound mind, or at least sound enough to be typing this entry, fresh air to breathe, clean water to drink and a comfortable bed to sleep on at night. God is good. Most of all, my faith in my Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ is still alive and well. That, to me, is God's greatest gift.
