Living my best Life

I wonder if school life was fun

for everyone else?

Looking back on my school days, I can't honestly say that

I experienced the best days of my life back then.

'Cause for the majority of those days, I spent silently sitting almost as though invisible on the school desk in my vacant classroom. No other child present in there but me during my recess and lunch break.

Waiting for someone to playfully come - a friendly approach, a person to come take me by the hand, and say

"It's okay! You can come play with the rest of us and have some fun too!"

I'm an adult now. I don't

blame anyone. I can claim responsibility.

I'm woman enough to say that

I should have spent my childhood days much better than I did. As much as time is irreversible, the same period in time can't be brought back again. I know that and I accept it too, but I'm grateful to God...so grateful that I've finally broken out of my shell. It's like I've been renewed.