KI’s Birthday Challenge


I gave up listing New Year’s resolutions when I was 16. Perhaps I failed too many times on fulfilling quite a handful of goals that I somehow knew the first of January isn’t for me. (Besides, I cannot possibly shed holiday fat when the day itself is made for food and merriment.) Well, Hallelujah for my birthday! I was born on the second half of the year. Eventually, I figured that it was a splendid season to allow my self to grow and look past difficulties. Season. Yes, season. For years now, my family jokes about how I celebrate the entire week (or month). No, I do not throw parties but because the people who love me extend...