I’ve never been someone to love my birthday. In fact, I’ve always kind of hated it (parents should never choose to get married and have a child on the same day), but as I’ve gotten older, I’ve been lucky to surround myself with people who happen to love theirs and they’ve been quite adamant that I love mine, too.
At the beginning of April, I had a belated birthday celebration with these same friends. We had a day out in San Antonio, filled with calm activities that I enjoy. We visited The Historic Pearl, which was full of vendors and cute shops. There is also a building at the back, with the Pearl sign, that looks like a set straight out of The Last of Us, which — if you’ve been reading these for awhile — you’ll know that I named my column after a quote from that game, so that was super cool. Here, we ate Brazilian pastries, got matcha and Snoopy stenciled coffee and a chocolate concha keychain (my favorite).
After, we headed to the Japanese Tea Gardens. This place is beautiful and full of lush plants, a waterfall, koi fish and, of course, tons of photo opportunities. Now, I’m not someone who is photogenic or particularly knowledgeable about taking photos, but my friends insisted that I take some to commemorate the day. During my spontaneous photoshoot, I was shy, embarrassed and a little insecure, but I happened to experience the ultimate girlhood moment: hearing your friends cheer in the Apple Live Photo feature, all while telling you how beautiful you look.
