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Feeling a wave of gratitude, she mean to write a letter to herself—a birthday letter. “Dear Anda,” she began, “I am proud of you for always pushing through. You are enough, just as you are. Today, let’s celebrate your light.” With each word, she felt lighter, the weight of loneliness lifting.
As the sun began to set, she pulled out her snacks and indulged in her favorite treats—dark chocolate and fresh strawberries. She closed her eyes, allowing the flavors to dance on her palate, savoring each moment.
In that peaceful solitude, she felt an overwhelming sense of love for herself. Yes, she wished her friends had remembered, but she realized that she didn’t need their validation to feel worthy. She was enough on her own.
As twilight settled in, she packed up her belongings and took a moment to look around the park. The sky was painted in hues of pink and orange, a breathtaking canvas that mirrored the beauty she felt inside. She took a deep breath, filling her lungs with the crisp evening air, and whispered, “Happy birthday to me.”