I’m 28. On Monday, I’m turning 28. Some may think, at that age, I should be getting married, or if not, at least be in a relationship and settle down before I get 30.
I’m 28. Even before I turned 25 or 26 or 27, I’ve been complete as a person. Since I learned to practice the word, “surrender”, I became complete. In Christ, I am complete.
I’m 28. I am single. Yes, I’ve never been in a romantic relationship. As they say, “No Boyfriend since Birth”. But, it doesn’t mean I don’t want to be in a relationship.
I’m 28. I’m a believer of waiting for God’s best. Yes, I failed at one point. I’ve had my own share of being heartbroken. Not all may know. But, it didn’t make me stop believing in love. It made me better.
I’m 28. As I continue looking up to the Author of love, I will never be tired of waiting. I will always enjoy romantic movies. No bitterness. Just waiting.
I’m 28. And if I’ll meet him when I’m still 28 or when I’m 29 or 30 or whenever, my first LOVE will always be my first. And I hope it will be the same for him too.
I’m 28. A woman captivated by the heart of God. Beautifully waiting.