One fact about me is that I’m a worrier. Yes, i worry a lot. Worry about what? About anything and everything under the sun. Most especially, about the future. I wonder what lies ahead in terms of my career. Where am I heading? I graduated with a degree in nursing. I am intended to be a nurse. When I was studying, I was honed to take care of the sick, to be empathetic, to provide a quality life to the terminally-ill patients, to provide dignity upon their death. That is what I’m trained to be.
But where I am now? In a place where everything is new. I arrived in a new world. I am in a new world. A world where I thought I would not survive even for a few months. Trying something in life that I don’t have an idea is one of the hardest thing I’ve ever experienced so far. Before I said yes to this endeavor, I thought of it for a long time. Will I be able to give the demands of the job? Will I be productive? Am I capable? Kaya ko ba? Reaching that decision created a different path in my career. I did not choose to take the frequently traveled road nor the road less traveled by. Instead, I created a new road. A road where my heart tells me to be. And here is where I am now. Am I happy? Am I satisfied with everything that I’m doing? To be honest to everyone who’ll be able to read this, no I’m not. Something is missing. Something is lacking. I can’t really figure out this time what is it. But one thing is certain, I am confused. I’m not happy in where I am now but I can’t give it up. Nor would i want to go back in my previous profession.
There was one situation with my boss that I cannot forget until now. I felt like I was Basha in “One more chance”, in the scene when she was frequently scolded by her boss. After that encounter, I walked in the streets of Ayala Ave. with deep thoughts in my head. My mind was so preoccupied as if I was wandering.
But that is part of my journey in this world.
This is what I called life. This is the real world.
I never had a boyfriend before. Well, I had one, but as I looked back on it, it’s more of like a friendship-raised-to-the-next-level-kind-of-relationship rather than a boyfriend-girlfriend thing. As expected, it didn’t last for so long. It was really short-lived, I don’t even want to say how short the relationship was. So I don’t really consider it as one. What went wrong? Well, I don’t wanna lie. That time, I was not yet ready to have a commitment. I was not yet ready to share my life with another person. I was not yet ready to open my heart to someone. I’ve long wanted to have a boyfriend. But the timing isn’t right. I’ve heard before from one speaker that the success of everything we do in life lies on proper timing. And I totally agree with it.
It seems like the people around are pressuring me to have a boyfriend already. I would love to have a boyfriend, but something inside me, says no. Honestly, I’m afraid to love. I’m afraid of falling for the wrong person. I’m afraid that I might cross the border. I’m afraid I might not give the love my partner would need.
I’ve been attracted to a lot of men throughout my 20+ years of existence. I’ve met a couple of men whom I told myself is my ideal man. I’ve had crushes and infatuation. But fantasy is different from reality. A lot of times, strangers become our friends or acquaintances. And the more you spend time with that person, the more you get to know him/her, the more you become interested with him/her. Oh how we prayed for the feelings to be mutual. But just when you’re falling for that person, you’re not numb, you can sense that what you are to him/her is just pure friendship. You can pretend to other people that it’s just okay, that you are not hurt. But you cannot lie to yourself. You may smile and laugh, but at the end of the day, the pain you are feeling cannot be eased away.
It happened to me a lot of times. I told myself before that I won’t be attracted to guys, I won’t fall for them. But nature has taken its course. At times, like what happened to me before, I saw something unique in one guy, or I don’t know what attracts me, maybe his kindness, his intelligence, his personality, his attitude. I don’t know. The next thing was that I found myself thinking of that guy. But as I faced reality, he cannot be with me. So again, I was hurt. I didn’t ever think of confessing my feelings for that guy because I believe it’s so risky. It’s not worthwhile because he’s taken or was eyeing for someone else already. Those were the times that my heart was crushed. So many times, it had happened. My heart was broken with reasons not really clear/valid compared to other people’s experiences on love. Those were the reasons why I don’t want to be attracted to guys anymore. I don’t want it to happen again, and again, and again. The feeling hurts so much. My heartbreak story may be too superficial for others, but for me, it’s already traumatic. The pain I felt before really hinders me from liking someone. If I could only teach myself and my heart not to like someone anymore, I’ll do it. So, if ever I’ll meet another guy in the future, I don’t wanna get attracted anymore. I’ll just open my heart to someone, if ever that person likes me too. (and take note, if I also like that person)
I’ve said before that I am a risk taker. I’m willing to take a risk in my life except for one thing, for love. I don’t wanna risk on love simply because, I have so much fear in my heart. In the first place, I’m scared to love. So how will I know how to love, how will I risk on loving when in fact, I haven’t open my heart to anyone. Right now, what’s my status? The door to my heart is still close unless someone would knock on it, will take my fears away, and will prove to take care of me and will not hurt me.
When will that be? When will our path cross? How will I know you? How will I know that it’s already you?
And feeling the breeze of air going through your hair.
Your closed your eyes
And took a deep breath
You walked slowly
and feel the music
That’s the kind of serenity you’re longing to have
A priceless moment,
On your way to loving God.
You hate the way the sun shines
Giving you much sweat
You hate your shoes,
As it was too fit on your toes
All experienced on the way to Him.
And when the heavy rain pours
There’s a fear in you to be trapped
As you had experienced it before.
Then you prayed for the rain to cease
And it did.
They say, that rain is a blessing from heaven.
And so you will be blessed.
You are sometimes hesitant to come
Because of the long walk and distance
But the journey is always worth it in the end
Because you have them, your new confidant, they are many.
But most specially,
You have Him
Not only in your mind,
But you carry Him in your heart, as well.
He was there to guide you in going home
To keep you awake as you travel
He’s a voice in your head that speaks for your safety
It’s the price of wanting Him to be in your life
Your dedication will be paid of.
And now, after you came home from Him
You have enjoyed the day.
As half the world is sleeping,
You stare at the window,
Overlooking the stars and a beautiful house.
Darkness covers everything
as it also hides the moon.
But your faith will not be hidden.
No matter what
Because you praise Him.
I graduated from CFC Singles for Christ, last April 9, 2011. I was invited by my high school friend. I’ve said before that after the Lord’s day, I won’t attend the future CLPs anymore as it affects my Saturday night life, not really a gimmick life, but everything about my Saturday life, as I thought before of Saturdays and Sundays as my rest days, so I prefer to just stay at home, sleep, relax and destress. But all of a sudden, I just found myself preparing to go to St. Jude and attending the next CLP. The reason is because the Lord has touched my life. I’ve read in one blog that, “You should make the words that are coming out of your mouth, sweet, so as when you eat them, they taste better”. It’s true. I’m actually eating the words that I said before. Because now, I’d like to give my service to SFC. The whole Christian Life Program is a great experience to me and to everyone else in the community. Becoming an SFC member is one of the greatest gift I’ve received this year.
The poem is my actual experience a while ago, going to St. Jude to attend the Christian Life Program Talk 2. On my way to St. Jude, the weather was hot. Then when I arrived at the venue, heavy rain pours, together with lightning. I was so scared because I’ve experienced to be stranded before in Morayta after a heavy rain. It was the time when I was invited by my another high school friend to attend worship led by Korean students. I was in third year college then. There’s flood, that’s why jeepneys can no longer cross the road. So, me and the other passengers just walked and I arrived in our home almost midnight.
And the night time in the poem is my actual experience now. There’s the silence of the night. The silence is so mysterious. This is a perfect time for another reflection.
I was watching TV this afternoon when I turned the channel on TV5. It was a showbiz oriented talk show, Paparazzi, with hosts Ruffa Gutierrez and Dolly Ann Carvajal. The guest is Miriam Quaimbao. They were asking Miriam what happened to her marriage and why she decided to end it. That was the first time, Miriam talked about it. The reason for the breakdown of her marriage is that, she felt neglected by her husband. Her husband is an Italian businessman. In the nature of her husband’s job, he’s always traveling. And after they got married, Miriam left the Philippines to be with her husband in Italy, Hong Kong, and in different countries. It wasn’t easy for her to leave because her family is in here, she has a wonderful career in TV, her friends are in here, but she sacrificed and left everything to be with the man she loved the most. When they were living in Italy, her husband is always away and she was left at home alone, with no friends, family and husband by her side. That was the time she felt depressed. She has no one to turn to and she was seeing psychologist then. She also said that after their wedding, her husband is no longer intimate with her. She observed that there’s no more emotional connection between them. She had recognized that problem but doesn’t have the strength to address it to him. Of course, as a wife, she wanted to be taken care of, to be given time, to be loved. When they were just dating, before, she said that they’re always happy; that they’ve experienced no problem, and everything was perfect back then. And when they reached a point in their marriage that they felt that something is wrong, they don’t know how to face it, they don’t know how to handle it. And these were the reasons why she reached the decision of ending her marriage. With that experience, she was left with ample lessons in life. ( I wrote this, August 7, 2010.)
After I watched that interview, I was bothered, that I just want to write the things that’s going’ around my head. I’ve realized that romance is really important in marriage. For me, as a girl, and as I view myself as a future wife of someone, it doesn’t matter to me how much wealth my future husband will be earning. I will not ask him to give me expensive gifts. Because giving of expensive gifts is like trying to buy someone else’s love. What really is important to someone is the time, with how you made his/her happy and being on the side of the person you love. Plus the support from the environment, the presence of family, friends or people who cares about you, whom you can talk to, share your experiences with, and laugh with. My deepest desire is for myself not to have a broken relationship with my future husband. And with a sincere hope that the relationship between me and my future family will not drift apart. We will share every moment together, in good times and in bad, in sickness and in health. I’ve always have this in my mind, that my first priority when I get married will be my family, next to God.
Heroism has always been a subject for our grade school teachers to teach in us, the hero’s values, the lessons based on their experiences, words of wisdom that our teachers want to inculcate in our young minds. Even though at that time, I haven’t understood yet the value of what they did for our independence, for our country and from where the nation is heading, what I can remember is that, I was listening to my teachers and studying it because it’s something that has to be done. It’s a requirement, a compulsory thing, which I had to accomplish. My view of heroism when I was young is that, heroes have done a remarkable act for us Filipinos, to enjoy the freedom that we have now. Equipped with qualities specifically overt in them, they had turned impossible dreams to reality. Heroes were brave because they fought with all their might for our freedom even if such act may take their lives. But now, I view heroism as something innate in every person. I thought before that only few people can be a hero, that I cannot be a hero. But right now, I realized that heroism with in us can manifest in a lot of situations. In our own little way, we can touch people’s lives and to dig deeper, we can also touch their hearts. It has always been something we look forward to do, consciously in our minds, to help other people, in the best way possible.
I know in myself that I am not a quitter. I am a fighter. As much as how I wanted to give up things, but because of the drive, motivation and reinforcement from the external environment, I just cannot give up easily. At this time, my view before of what a hero is, has already changed, as the changed of century has occurred. With poverty, economic, social and political crises striking the country at this time, and with the increase in unemployment rate and recession, how can an ordinary Filipino survive this ordeal? At one point in our lives, we had been in our lowest. A time when we cannot find strength from ourselves, even from the people around us, a time when we cannot find even a slight hope for a brighter future, but we were able to overcome that because we want to continue living. I am a person who doesn’t want to be stuck in one direction. I wanna try different fields. I’ll finish college; will strive harder than before, for me to be able to find a good job. With that, I won’t be included in the number of Filipinos unemployed. We, people should have a change of belief. We should want to be successful not only because we’re doing it for ourselves and family but also because we’re doing it for our country. We should try to settle issues, first, with in ourselves. After doing that, you’ll start to notice that you can open your heart to everyone and that makes you realize the importance of our responsibility to help other Filipinos. Let us inspire each other to be a good Filipino and to do good to other Filipinos.***
I wrote this essay when I was a 4th year college student. Back in my college days, we were asked of what our view of heroism is. In the subject “Life and works of RizaI”, I’ve come to admire Jose Rizal more. He was indeed worthy to be called a national hero. I haven’t met or known a person, at such a young age who has an idealism as strong as that of Rizal. He’s a good writer. A substantial writer.
It is such a difference that I am able to smile again and for the longest time, sincerely to other people. It’s really something that is not easily obtained. I remember in one of my grade school subject, GMRC, which stands for Good Manners and Right Conduct. It says there that peace in a spiritual concept is having a good relationship with the Lord. I really get emotional when I think of You, just like at this moment. I can feel You. You’re here beside me, comforting and embracing me. I love you Lord. My heart is bursting with love for you. I’ve never felt this ever in the past 20 years. I can feel what you want to address me. You want me to trust you. You want me to cry, and let my emotions run through. You want me to cry my heart out, to wail, to do whatever so I can let my feelings be out and not to hold back. Why did it take a long time before I appreciate You. I knew you before, but what I knew about you is just superficial. I prayed to you before, but sometimes, I don’t mean them. Can you forgive me for that? I know, without even asking for forgiveness, you had already forgiven me. You are so kind. Am I worthy of all Your sacrifices? Lord, please help me be a good Catholic. Please allow me to be your follower. May I turn out to be the person that you want me to be. Please let me shine. With your grace, I know everything will be alright, as you have always comforted me. Please, help me to smile every day and to give people the sincerest smile they can ever receive from a person. I promise, from now on, I’ll talk to You more often. I’ll go to church not to do my obligation as a Catholic but to see You when I miss You.
The Royal Wedding is fast approaching. The whole world will be watching into what is called “The wedding of the Century”. It is scheduled tomorrow, April 29, 2011.
But what does a typical Filipino know about the Royal Family? Who is Prince William? Why is the whole world interested in them, even us here in the Philippines, knowing that it is a thousand miles away from our land?
I’m going to write all I know about Prince William.
I’ve heard the name Prince William when I was still young. Everything started in the end, the end of the life of one of the most influential people in his life. I get to familiarize with his family during the death of her mother, Princess Diana on August 1997. She was hailed, “The People’s Princess”. At that time, I was only 9 years old. But I can vividly remember the videos and news footage in the TV covering the fatal car accident that claimed the life of the princess in Paris, France. As a 9-year- old child (I think I was in grade 3 then), I just watched silently about the news, I was not affected because I don’t know her at all. But one thing remained in my mind, the name “Princess Diana”. And so my life moved on. I graduated elementary, then went to high school in that same school. One day, I was finding something in my sister’s closet, when I saw several magazines about Princess Diana. There, as I turned the pages of the magazine, my curiosity led to admiration. The magazine featured her wedding with Prince Charles, her life before the wedding (she was then, a pre school teacher), her wonderful deeds, her charitable works. She was admired as a mother for her two sons, Prince William (the heir) and Prince Harry (the spare). She wanted her children to live a life as normal as possible. She would take them to the amusement parks, eat in the fastfood, and walk in the park. Of course, in disguise. She was well-loved not only by the British, but by the whole world. She has done a lot of charitable deeds. She fed the hungry, embraced the people with AIDS, shook hands of the leper, caress the sick child. Her idealism was clear to everyone. She has visited places with landmines (she was totally against it), has fed the poorest of the poor in Africa and other countries. Indeed, her compassion to the needy is unquestionable. Her inner kindness and purity of heart were mirrored through her acts. And so, when she died, the whole world mourned. Even before her engagement with Prince Charles (the heir to the throne after Queen Elizabeth II), the public was already interested in her. Just like Kate Middleton, as the fiancée of Prince William, with paparazzi that always follow her. Princess Diana was called the “Most photographed woman in the world”. In everything that she did before, expect paparazzi nearby, taking her pictures, as it was sold to the newspaper and broadsheet, very expensively. The reason was because people wanted to know what’s she’s doing, where she’d go, what she eats, what she thinks, etc.
After the passing of Princess Diana, the limelight was turned to her children, most especially to Prince William. He was deemed as “the world’s most eligible royal bachelor”. Girls are running after him knowing that whoever it is that he chooses to marry, will become a princess and eventually, a queen when he ascended to the throne. The royal family is a true fairy tale. Their lives are fairy-tale brought into reality. I must admit, that as a teenager, in one of my wildest imagination, that someday, I would be crossing the path of Prince Harry as we have a closer age than Prince William. And as I remember it now, it sounds so silly. And so again, my life moved on, I graduated in high school in Nueva Ecija and went to Manila to study for college. I’ve come to forget about my fascination of Prince Harry and the whole Royal family as I was struggling to pass my major subjects in college. I think I was in 3rd year college when I saw the news of the woman that Prince William is dating and her name is Kate Middleton. At that time, there was still no confirmation of their relationship, it was all speculation, you know, the media thing. And then again, my life went on, I graduated college, B.S. Nursing, took the board exam and passed it with flying colours. Then 2 weeks after the release of the board exam result, I applied for work, got hired and still in the company until now. Well anyway, I heard the news last year after I went home from work, I think it was October when the official announcement was made about the engagement of Prince William and Kate and their wedding that is scheduled the following April 2011. Then I silently told myself, this is it. It’s real. Kate has found her prince. The prince has found his princess. I’m excited for their wedding. It’s a once in a lifetime event. When Princess Diana and Prince Charles got married on 1981, I was not born yet. And now, their son, whom I think is we’re of the same generation, will be tying the knot with the woman who’ll be by his side in every step of the way. I’ll be able to witness a royal wedding live on TV. I may not be there physically in Westminster Abbey, but my sincere hope, is for Prince William and Kate to be happy together in everyday of their lives and for their marriage to last a lifetime. I envy those who are in London, for they get to watch the wedding and be part of not only the history of the British Monarchy but also the history of the modern century.
Well. That’s it. That is Prince William and I’s story. He, living a very public life in London as the second in line to the throne, and me as an ordinary Filipino citizen. Here I am, taking chances in my life, trying other fields, hoping that one day, I’ll be able to find my niche. What are my realizations then, that even if William is a prince, and I, as an ordinary person, we are human beings who experience happiness, sadness, fear, anxiety, jealousy, disappointment, etc. In his case, on the divorce of his parents, and on the death of his mother. We only have one life to live, so might as well live it happily, peacefully and contentedly. This is not measured on one’s status, but by the experiences that one has in living a life in this world and using the gifts from God to re-evaluate what really is our purpose in life.
This article goes out to all who are hurting, devastated, emotionally-in-pain, broken and to those who feel empty inside. This could also be a message to myself, in times of uncertainties, and if ever I’ll face another trial as heavy as the world carried on my shoulders. I wrote this last July 12, 2010; 11:38pm. I cannot sleep then. These words came out of my mind. Maybe because, these are the things that I want to tell myself. If moving on in life and acceptance is just as easy as 1,2,3… then, people wouldn’t have to spend countless sleepless nights, they wouldn’t have to shed bucket of tears, then they wouldn’t have to pity themselves. If only it is easy. Then everyone would be smiling.
So (say your name):
You have to let go of your feelings. Surely, it hurts and it will hurt even more if you keep it hidden inside. No one has told you that life is easy. So why are you crying? Did you expect that the journey is smooth sailing? You have to realize that every morning you wake up, is another chance to make a difference in your life. Aren’t you tired of crying your heart out alone? Look. Weeping won’t make any difference in whatever load you are carrying. Why not start accomplishing the handwritten goals in your planner. You may feel that sometimes, you’re running out of time to accomplish them. Forget everything that I said earlier, but keep this one thing in mind. Hope! Don’t ever lose hope in your heart and in your mind. Hope that one of these days, you’ll forget the heartaches of your past love. Hope that you’ll be able to forgive the persons who have hurt you. Hope for a change within you. Hope for the goodness in the world and in all the creatures that God has created. So as when you travel to explore the beauty of Earth, you can stand confidently in a strange place, safe and sound. Explore all possibilities. Get to know yourself ever more. Be open. We’ll never know what the fate has in stored for you. So smile. Show the world your sweet smile. Help lighten the darkness in other people’s lives. If you can avoid being sad, why not avoid it? Or else, when you get old, you’ll be in despair. And we don’t want that. Happiness is a choice. Do things because you want to grow in every aspects of your life and not to prove anyone your worth. So, rest. Sleep peacefully this night, because tomorrow, there will be another YOU. A value-driven, strong, superb YOU!
Nice message! I read this whenever I feel like giving up. Whenever I feel down, whenever I experience difficulties in life, for example, in school when I was still studying, and now, at work. I’m not a quitter! That’s for sure. It’s one thing that I can proudly say about myself.
This is not the beginning of my journey in this earth but the start of another milestone in my life. Self-expression. At last, I am letting people know what I think, what I feel and where I’m coming. So join me, as I relate to you my experiences in this crazy but beautiful world.