i think the saddest part about growing up is realizing nobody is coming to save you. The version of you thatโs exhausted, scared, and overwhelmed still has to wake up and keep going tomorrow.
Happy Solar Return to me.โค๏ธโ ๏ธ
Today feels different.
Maybe it's because this isn't just another birthday. Maybe it's because somewhere between the tears, the lessons, the laughter, the losses, and the countless "Allah, please help me" prayers, I found myself.
These past years have stretched me in ways I never imagined. They humbled me, refined me, and taught me that some of life's greatest battles are fought quietly.
There were days I carried the weight of the world while still smiling so brightly that no one would have guessed what I was going through. Because if there's one thing about me, I will cry, wipe my tears, and still show up with a smile. ๐
There were seasons I questioned everything. Seasons when life felt unbearably heavy. Seasons when I wondered if all the sacrifices, the pain, the waiting, and the silent prayers would ever make sense. But somehow, by the mercy of Allah, I made it through every single one.
I have trusted wrongly, healed slowly, and grown immensely. I've learned that life rarely goes according to plan and honestly, thank God for that because some of my plans were terrible. Very terrible. ๐ May Allah continue to save me from myself. ๐คญ
But through it all, grace found me. Every single time.
And while every year is special, this one feels profoundly different. This is the year the world is beginning to experience me. The year my voice grows louder, my purpose clearer, and my dreams bigger. The year doors I once only prayed about are beginning to open. The year I stop shrinking to make others comfortable.
For so long, I have been becoming. This year, I simply intend to be.
To everyone who has loved me, supported me, prayed for me, celebrated me, and even those who doubted me (your unsolicited motivation deserves some recognition too ๐), thank you. Every encounter has shaped me.
To the little girl I once was... Ene, we made it. Not exactly how we imagined, not without scars, not without tears, but we made it. And I think she would be proud.
As I step into this new chapter, I pray for peace that cannot be shaken, love that is genuine, opportunities that align with my purpose, and the wisdom to embrace every season with grace.
Here's to softer days, louder laughter, bigger stages, deeper faith, and a life that continues to make younger me proud.
The world is just getting started with HRH Sultana Auduson. My Mummy said I am turning 99. ๐คญ
Alhamdulillah, always. ๐ค
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