Today is my birthday but I don't even have a house

Today is my birthday but I don’t even have a house

Today is my birthday, a day traditionally marked with celebration and joy. However, this year, my birthday feels different. Instead of festive decorations and happy gatherings, I find myself in a situation that underscores the challenges I face. I don’t even have a house.

It’s a peculiar feeling to wake up on a day that is supposed to be special and realize that the most basic of comforts—having a place to call home—is still out of reach. The absence of a house isn’t just about lacking a physical structure; it represents a deeper sense of instability and uncertainty. The place where one stores their memories, feels safe, and can unwind at the end of the day is missing from my life.

Yet, as I reflect on this day, I also recognize that birthdays are not just about material possessions but about marking the passage of time and the progress made. Even without a house, I have grown in resilience and hope. Each year has taught me more about perseverance and the importance of cherishing the smaller moments.

So, while today might not come with the usual trappings of celebration, it brings with it a sense of determination. I choose to focus on the positive strides I’ve made and the dreams I continue to pursue. And perhaps, in the grand scheme of things, this birthday will serve as a reminder of my strength and my capacity to overcome the challenges that lie ahead.