The transition from 16 to 25 is crazy. One day, you are a teenager anticipating adulthood, and suddenly, you are expected to have everything figured out. Typically, you are expected to have a good-paying job, a savings account that looks like a phone number , and maybe a ring on your finger. 

Well, I have come to understand that life is… Unpredictable. Uncertain. Unexplainable. I mean, turning 25 made me understand these words.  What if I told you my 25th birthday wasn’t filled with a destination dinner or a Photoshoot for the gram? What if I told you it was a day of silence in a hospital room with my family members?

Yeah, I spent the weeks leading to my 25th at the hospital treating an appendectomy. One moment, I was dreaming about taking a trip to celebrate, and the next, I was wheeled into the surgical room. In fact, on my birthday, I had to receive a blood transfusion through a central line because my veins were not visible.

And yet… even through the pain, I felt something more profound than fear.
Gratitude.
Not immediately—but slowly, steadily, I began to see it.

God, in His infinite wisdom, gave me the greatest birthday gift of all: life. The kind of gift that doesn’t come wrapped in ribbon, but wrapped in divine mercy. Usually, an appendectomy is plug and play, but mine was different. Something that was supposed to be an easy surgery, became weeks in the hospital. I look back now and I see God’s fingerprints all over my life. God was faithful. He is faithful. He will always be faithful. He reminded me that no matter how unpredictable or uncertain life gets, He remains the same.

Now, as I sit and write this — healed, healthy, and hopeful — I feel something stirring inside me. A sense of renewal. A reset. A season of restoration. A second chance, not just to exist but to live intentionally!

25 isn’t about perfection.

It’s about presence. It’s about gratitude. It’s about grace.

It’s about God.

So, here’s to all things 25:

To the unexpected detours that lead us closer to purpose.

To the pains that birth perspective.

To the quiet moments that reveal what matters.

To the divine interruptions that reminded me life is a gift.

If you’re standing at a similar crossroad — confused, overwhelmed, or just wondering how to keep going — let my experience remind you of this:

You’re still here.
And that alone… is a miracle.

Cheers to 25!