Happy birthday to you my son. Time flies so fast. Do you still find my spaghetti better than Jollibee?😘 For me you’re still the same sweet little boy who knows how to make me smile.
Now that you’re grown-up , I am always excited to our weekends late night mother and son bonding at home. It is always one of my favorite thing. We never ran out of topics: from your favorite history and geopolitics. (I never thought such topics can be very interesting) to my dream destinations, which remain to be just a dream. You patiently listens to my personal finance woes, the financial mistakes I made and the lessons learned from it . And when we both laugh and say “matanga na” we know we are talking something very serious like faith, love and life and you sound philosophical on such things. You are ” Tata Reu”😊
You are my best shopping buddy and I love it when you ask me “do you really need that ma?”. I ended up going home empty handed. While you, you give yourself so much time to decide, as if buying a simple shirt is a major decision in life. After a week or two and the item is still there, it is destined to be yours 😅I am proud that you are a very wise spender and you never care about brands.
Sooner you will be taking your licensure exam, God bless you, make it take one. Then you will join the workforce. Continue to be frugal. Plan your finances. Think of retirement on the first day of work. Learn from me, from my mistakes, never commit those, you know what I mean. Test Malachi 3:10 and prove its truthfullness. I wish you enjoy life and have more than enough.
Above all, continue to abide in Him, and His words abide in you, so that He will give you whatever you ask from Him.
Blessings upon blessings be yours Happy birthday . We ❤️ you😘😘😘
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