23/09/2026
Today is my cousin’s birthday. I sent him a birthday message last night, but somehow, one message didn’t feel like enough. 🤍
He was once my youth group leader, and looking back now, I realise how much of what I learned before the age of 16 came through him.
He read Tolstoy, Dostoyevsky, Balzac, Milan Kundera, Carl Jung, and so many of the great classics.
He taught us that life is not only about ourselves, but also about others: what we can give, how we can serve, and how we can leave something meaningful behind.
So many years later, I still think of him as one of the wisest people I know.
Remembering those early years fills my heart with warmth.
Somewhere in those years, we all began to long for a meaningful contribution. We understood that our lives had to mean something beyond ourselves, and that our souls were asking us to become different.
There is a saying: your calling will choose you. Perhaps even then, our values were quietly taking shape.
Maybe that is why my work has never felt like something I decided to do. It feels like something that has been growing within me for a very long time.
The values I learned as a child, compassion, service, dignity, kindness, responsibility, and seeing the person beyond their circumstances are the same values I carry into the work I do today.
Maybe the seeds were planted all those years ago.
And perhaps, all these years later, I’m simply watching them bloom.🌱
Remembering those early years brings back such lovely memories. They were deeply formative, and I feel so much gratitude for the people who helped shape us before we even understood what they were giving us.
Happy birthday to my cousin, who helped plant some very important seeds in my life. X