FOREVER TWENTY
Forever twenty- one? No. This
post isn’t about the clothing brand, or the dress, neither the pair of shoes that
I was wearing for this day. Hence, this post would serve as my ticket entry to
adulthood. For once and for all, I couldn’t imagine nor picture on my head how
this day unleashed another phase of my life, the hard way. I mean, it became
hard, for I still can’t consider myself a legitimate adult. Not even today,
nonetheless, I came to a certain realization that it is actually happening. –
Today.
Three hundred sixty-four days, I
waited for another rotation just to fully experience today’s festive. Yes, it
is a festive, an epiphany. A nativity, my birthday. Surprisingly, I just turned
twenty-one. It may not sound, nor appear obvious but I’m embracing it with all
my might. I got scared, I didn’t know, I was clueless about this event. This
for me, is a crucial stage of my life. For today, I have to face the reality; I
am going to be an adult. A night before my birthday, I was thinking, thinking
and trying to feel and remember. The possibilities, the could haves, the would
haves, the ifs. The roads not taken, the doors I slammed and closed. Not to
mention, not a single regret was acknowledged. I didn’t entertain the feeling of it for I
know it would make me feel the torment all over again. In the last twenty years
of summer in life, I slowly, but eventually learned to accept challenges in my
life. Including the toughest, and the narrowest of it. They were difficult, but
here I am. Look at me now, I emerged victorious.
Twenty years of a rollercoaster
ride. Not so long ago, I was just a young girl, impulsive-selfish-self-centered
and insensitive. I have always been like this, though I tried to change a bit.
I know, change wouldn’t occur in a night but I am certain that I have made
quite a difference. Little by little, I learned how to share my ideas, my
insights, my own core and personality. Thus, I opened up myself to people whom
I know deserves to be given my trust. Nevertheless, just like the old stories,
I tried but still haven’t reached my goal. But I could really feel like, I am
getting there, anyway. It may not be as fast as the others, but what’s
important is that I am moving. I am walking. And I am still running. After all,
this is not a race, not even a competition. But I’d still care to say that I am
the “best player” of a game, which I play by myself, alone. No competitors, no
spectators, no mentors. But myself.
I am seated at the top of this
ferry’s wheel ride. I control my own fate, my own destiny. I shape it. I claim
it. But, looking back and forth at its horizons, this is a big reality. A huge
picture of a community that surrounds me. The only difference is, I am the
captain of my soul. I search for it. Nonetheless, I do acknowledge the help of
my family, my friends, my classmates, my mentors and the Supreme Being who
watches over me, and serves as my constant inspiration to this lifelong
venture. An unending search for my complete existence. I don’t know where I am
heading to, or when and how this ride’s going to stop, or pause in between, but
even with the downsides of it, I am not giving up. Not today, not tomorrow, not
ever. I will just enjoy my risky and challenging ride of this arcade. A magical
paradise with beautiful creatures in it- they may appear imaginary and fatal,
but I know in this fleeting reality of mine, I am building and shaping my own
life.
Last night, I was waiting in vain.
Thus, for Albert Camus, waiting is like hell, but still I decided to watch a
feel good movie, entitled “The Internship” so that I wouldn’t be feeling empty
while “waiting.” – I don’t know exactly what I was waiting for last night. The
only thing I know is that, tomorrow I am transforming into a butterfly, once
again. I am renewing a particular “vow” I surrendered about a year ago. Without
any certainty, without the trend of whatever it is it to be added or diminished
in me. And I am still searching. I am still exploring. I haven’t stopped yet.
Meaning, I am in for a constant change. I am bound and open for changes. After
all, waiting is like blinding yourself to the possible outcomes of what life is
in store for you. Again, totally foreseeing what lies beneath and behind the
present. So, last night I decided to close my eyes- I feel, embraced and
immersed myself to the feeling of a blind man, in search, at lost yet looking
for the light in constant darkness.
And as I closed my eyes, I
realized that sometimes, it is fun to be blind. It is difficult yet fulfilling to
find the light of the core of your being in a totally chaotic and enclosed into a dark box. I
was feeling like I am fitted forcefully into a Pandora ’s Box, subject to an end
goal. But, into a sudden and another moment, I opted to open my eyes again. It
was totally a different perspective, a different view from that awkward feeling
of being blinded to concrete reality. I was abstracted. I was overwhelmed. I
was astonished. Here comes another day. Another phase. Another challenge. I am now
capable of seeing.
March 16, Sunday. It is today. I
just turned another year older. Yesterday, it was only nineteen, now it becomes
twenty. I waited for this special day for quite a long time, which is why I
promised myself that I’ll make myself feel more special than my usual days. I
welcomed adulthood with a huge smile on my face, and my heart. Indeed, I am capable of seeing and feeling
loved. I thought I wouldn’t cry for I told
myself that I have to be totally stressed-free, until I was bombarded
with tear-jerker, overwhelming and overflowing warm greetings from my family
and friends. I felt the love, the care, the importance, value and worth to
other people I didn’t know I am this valuable, inspiring and real. I didn’t
know that I am capable of changing someone to bring out the best in him, to
feel him happy and lively whenever I am around, and most importantly, I feel
the meaning of life, slowly wrapping me as a real human being.
I am truly blessed. I celebrated
my special day, grandiosely. I was with my family the whole day, we enjoyed our
lunch buffet at Diamond Hotel, Manila. I am thankful Mom made my twenty-first a
meaningful, delicious and scrumptious one! I love you. I almost cried due to so
much intake of it. But I had incredibly fun, just that, feeling bit a little
bit guilty ‘because I worked hard at the gym to work out, and now I am pigging
out. Hence, I felt extra happy for I was able to see my Dad, right at the very
morning of my special day. He made it! He came, with a gift. A gift of his
presence could have been enough, yet he still surprised me with a bountiful
amount of money. (And now, I am planning to save it for my future adventures.
Nonetheless, it is also tantamount to the surprise element of my incoming
Graduation Day). I feel complete again, 101 percent complete. I didn’t know all
these things would happen only in a single day. I am happy. No, I am the
happiest.
PS: Thank you for the waiters and
waitress and Diamond Hotel, too. For singing a Happy Birthday song to me and
for the chocolate truffle cake you’ve given me. You guys made me extra happier.
Another story, another canvass, another
blank book, another three hundred sixty four days to enjoy and live, unfold and
unleash with. Thank you for all the greetings and the surprises I received
today. You made it extra special! Thank you, for remembering. I love you, says
my hypothalamus. But of course, before I end this entry, I would like to thank
You, God Almighty. All these things wouldn’t be possible, without Your grace
and blessings. You’ve given me more than I asked, more than I expected in hand.
A birthday, turned out a perfect present for a quarter of my life. I am
graduating really soon! I am so happy! Thank You for another gift of existence.
A gift of life filled with love, knowledge and wisdom, all from You! I Love You,
Lord!!!
SAABERRY BIRTHDAY TO MEEEEEE!!!!!
I ENJOYED IT SO MUCH!!!
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