I chose to celebrate my birthday in London this year with myself. And although I was occasionally surrounded by a few friends and kind strangers, my heart was filled with love and light from so many dear souls all over the world. I am grateful for the joy and peace all of you wish for me and though 2017 was the worst year of my life I am glad to still be alive and have the opportunities I do.
I have always prided myself on my radical optimism and indomitable spirit but last year shook my core. And I had to put in the long and difficult work of rebuilding myself from the ground up. I really wish I didn’t have to learn about love, trust and self-worth in the manner I did but through my heartbreak, I have grown kinder and more resilient.
I am far from done and a work in progress, at best, but hopefully by the time I am finished, my life would have stood for something and I would have proved to be of service to others. If and when there is a measure of my life and its worth, I wish to have given enough of myself away that my gifts would outlive me.