December 28, 2011
Ah, what an overwhelmingly amazing year!
I thank God for gifting 2011 with so many high moments that I would love to relive over and over again. Be that as it may, it is important to acknowledge that what accentuated these moments were the corresponding spiritual, physical, mental, and emotional, trials and tests. My 2011 can be summarized as the year in which every aspect of myself was challenged, and despite all the wonderful and exciting moments and memories, it was a very difficult year for me… but for this reason, I have never felt more alive.
“A lesson without pain is meaningless. That’s because you cannot gain something without sacrificing something else in return. But, once you’ve withstood the pain and overcome it, you will gain a heart that is stronger than anything else. Yes. A full metal heart.” I’ve read this quote more than once online and I don’t know to whom the credit is due, but I expected that everything that happened in 2011 would yield a “full metal heart”. Ironically, the year is singing its swan song and is a few days away from its last breath, and yet I find my heart more fragile than ever. Perhaps it is not really a full metal heart that we acquire after life’s blows, but the same heart… only wider, deeper, and more open.
To God and to the special people He has given me, Merci, Merci, Merci! To 2012, the shutters of my heart are shoved wide open to admit you in. Hit me with your best shot… but please… gently. =)
December 8, 2011
1:00 a.m., Thursday
December 8, 2011
GP Ferry II
Somewhere along the coast of Negros
Around two years ago during one of my boat rides, I was loaded with books, and a woman, eyeing them and the one in my hand, approached me and asked whether I was taking up Law. It amused me very much to see the different things people associate books with. It couldn’t have been the book titles since that was my season of Proust and it was him that I was carrying around. Why she asked that remained a mystery.
Tonight, I see her again here in the boat with a woman who could be her mom. I heard other people call the mom “Attorney” earlier… and I can see that the attorney mom is still up at this moment reading a very thick novel.
“So that’s why,” I thought. It’s funny: Even two-year-old insignificant questions eventually get answered. Don’t you just find that realization very hopeful?
November 8, 2011
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