I'm just popping in to write about the days surrounding turning twenty-seven. My littlest baby cousin was born a day before my birthday. I took photos of seventeen-day-old baby Hannah with her parents aka my childhood friend since I was nine. I read at least twenty-six books in my twenty-sixth year. I have been living in Kuching for a full year. I learned more about how to communicate with more than thirty-five different students at work. I still feel inadequate and sorrowful often but with a little bit more resilience built in through brokenness, God's grace, and the encouragement of those who love me constantly and steadfastly. I am still working towards my goal of reading a-hundred-fifty books. I just started another three-hundred-sixty-five photo project to record each day of my twenty-seven. I am finite, but God is infinite. Lord, I will trust in You.
