august 15th, 2021

If I did this correctly, and caught up on my work, you should be receiving this on August 15th, 2021

My birthday, I think. I’m not sure.

My mother has kept a running joke that I was born on August 14th, not 15th since in Honduras, your date of birth is the one you tell the local registry, or just the day you show up and let the government know your kid was born (in many ways I am lucky I even have a birth certificate)

So unless my mother was gaslighting me, today is not only my government birthday, but my God given day of birth.

The purpose of this newsletter was to reflect, give myself some space for introspection before I turn a new chapter in my life. Behind me are my COVID ridden, mental health stained early twenties. Today I wake up, my bones older, my soul heavier and my heart ready for what the next year brings.

That is the hope.

The truth about the last couple of years is that they have been very hard, but through that hardship has come so much love, and healing and incredible growth.

Becoming an adult in the past four years has been so frightening, uncertain and also such a daring task. We’ve lived through one of the most infamous presidencies in U.S history, a global tragedy and the hottest temperatures ever recorded. Everyday, the future gets bleaker, and everyday we are getting closer to defining what our place within that bleak future will be.

But here I sit, three hours before my 23rd birthday, of course in many ways overwhelmed but still trying to be present. More than present, I am overjoyed with the people around me, my beautiful family, my partner and the amazing people who have stood with me over the last couple of years and taught me so much about the world and about how to care for those around me.

Most of those people are on this mailing list, so if you’re reading this, thank you.

Thank you for getting me to my 23rd birthday, and reminding me how blessed I am to be here.

I don’t want to be too cheesy and wawaw, especially not on a class project haha. But I’m listening to music and that’s usually what happens. There’s something quite spiritual about music, in particular the voice as an instrument.

Anyways, thank you for tuning in to perhaps the last installment of this series.

I might miss this, so if you see an email in your inbox later on ignore it.

Or maybe open it, I migh have the hang of this by then.

Ok well, goodbye! I’m going to go off and hopefully have a beautiful 23rd birthday (If my history paper extension went through). Please click the image to the left to enjoy a random collection of pictures of the past few months.

Abrazos