29 year ago on this date I was born. My birth was cherised, since my older sis was dead a week after her birth.
28 year has passed. Now I'm entering new age. 29 years old.
I'm not afraid with that number. But I do feel afraid if I can't do things better than before.
I do feel afraid if I failed in living my life.
But this 29th door was opened for me. So like it or not, i have to make my 1st step. And I did. And its not as scary as I imagined.
So I just embrace it and say 'hello 29! Welcome to my world!'