From the pain of birth blossomed a mission of joy!

On that August 10th evening, my mother laboured to bring a baby girl "Ndidiamaka" into this world. Had I known the pain I caused, I might have hesitated, for causing tears is the last thing I'd ever wish to do.

As I grew, I came to understand two pivotal words: Birth and Death, both ending with "TH" - true hours. Birth initiates our journey; Death concludes it. Between these two points lies our quest to uncover God's purpose for us.

I am on a mission, sent to Earth by God Himself. Knowing I'll account for my actions after death, I continuously seek His guidance. My mission has many aspects, each designed to fulfill His purpose.

While I'm aware of my main calling, my immediate goal is to alleviate others' pain, a way of compensating for the discomfort I caused at birth. I strive to bring smiles to faces, just as my parents beamed when I arrived. My hope is for this joy to ripple across the world before my mission concludes.

This is why I smile, even in the face of adversity. Life is a precious gift, an opportunity to positively impact those around us. From the pain of my birth blossomed a mission of joy. With each passing year, I renew my commitment to spreading love.

So, join me in smiling and celebrating – it's my birthday! But it's more than just that. It's a celebration of life, purpose, and the ongoing mission to bring light to the world. Each year marks a milestone on this journey, reminding me of the work yet to be done and the joy still to be shared.

In the grand scheme of existence, we each have our unique role to play. Mine, I've discovered, is filled with smiles and woven with purpose. As I blow out my birthday candles, I'm not simply marking time; I'm lighting the path ahead, one radiant smile at a time.

Happy birthday to me!