sandygloria
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- Feb 25, 2008
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The STORY of ME
I once walked in a shadow of insecurity, full of questions and uncertain steps… I was like a wave tossed back and forth wherever the wind blows. I was living in a nutshell fearful of what the world called life. Though I was contented, I was never satisfied. Ironic, but that’s what life been to me until my heart burst out and desired something I could not understand. Out of desperate longings, I tried to find it my own way hopping from one pasture to the other hoping things will turn out fine and that life could not that bad after all… and that my so-called-silver-lining is real. I was praying for something that could fill up my emptiness and could give me a little piece of the cake… I meet people from all walks of life… super rich, not-so-rich, feeling rich, and those who belong to the common masses. Why I made mention of this has nothing to do with gossip,( I hate talking other peoples’ lives, common give me a break…), but I did mention their social status because I learned a lot from them… those sexy prawns waiting for some break and those who really had their social graces gave me something to ponder on. There are those who are raised really well by their parents and treat us, wait staff, human, and those who are just too messed up with their lives and don’t want to see us getting the respect due us… none the less, both gave me something that serves as my buoy so I could weight things and live my life the way I suppose to live it. These made me think and think some more as to what really makes sense in my life and opted to pursue it no matter what it cost me.
What happened next became my turning point. I meet people who encouraged me to do things better and be who I want to be… the problem was, I don’t really have blueprints with me and that I don’t even understand the language of my heart. I was like having the go signal but don’t know how to run and where I supposed to be going. I was having travel worries that put me really down. There is the fear of what is there ahead, the worries of me taking the wrong step, and the hurt of leaving people behind. But, ready or not, I should really be keep going and just cross the bridge when I get there… I bring with me nothing but hope of finding the right ride and the will of changing my destiny and finding the right hole for me to fit well. I packed my luggage trembling, because that instant, I don’t know what would be my next move and it seems what’s ahead of me is a dead end. But none the less, I challenged my will and dare to take the risk of going back to where I first started… nothingness…
From that onward, I took life one step at a time, I smile if things get worse and laugh when it became unbearable… I never entertained Mr. Discouragement whenever our path crossed and never gave failure a chance to get me off track. I stayed focused on my side of the road and stopped if I had to rest but never get too attached with what I considered good but pursue what matters most. By the help of God, things around me get better each day. I slowly get off my old self and walked confidently. I appreciated life in a way I never did before and see life in a whole new perspective. I gave up insecurity and fully submitted my future to HIM who gave me strength and face every morning with confidence that no matter what the day brings, I could always choose to be on the winning side if I had too… life is a matter of perspective and taking risk. And for me, living my life one step at a time and sometimes swallowing my pride to see things clearly makes my journey worthwhile. Life is beautiful! And I am so grateful that I was given a chance to have a taste of it and have it to the fullest… no regrets, just lessons learned and self edification… =) ˂3
I once walked in a shadow of insecurity, full of questions and uncertain steps… I was like a wave tossed back and forth wherever the wind blows. I was living in a nutshell fearful of what the world called life. Though I was contented, I was never satisfied. Ironic, but that’s what life been to me until my heart burst out and desired something I could not understand. Out of desperate longings, I tried to find it my own way hopping from one pasture to the other hoping things will turn out fine and that life could not that bad after all… and that my so-called-silver-lining is real. I was praying for something that could fill up my emptiness and could give me a little piece of the cake… I meet people from all walks of life… super rich, not-so-rich, feeling rich, and those who belong to the common masses. Why I made mention of this has nothing to do with gossip,( I hate talking other peoples’ lives, common give me a break…), but I did mention their social status because I learned a lot from them… those sexy prawns waiting for some break and those who really had their social graces gave me something to ponder on. There are those who are raised really well by their parents and treat us, wait staff, human, and those who are just too messed up with their lives and don’t want to see us getting the respect due us… none the less, both gave me something that serves as my buoy so I could weight things and live my life the way I suppose to live it. These made me think and think some more as to what really makes sense in my life and opted to pursue it no matter what it cost me.
What happened next became my turning point. I meet people who encouraged me to do things better and be who I want to be… the problem was, I don’t really have blueprints with me and that I don’t even understand the language of my heart. I was like having the go signal but don’t know how to run and where I supposed to be going. I was having travel worries that put me really down. There is the fear of what is there ahead, the worries of me taking the wrong step, and the hurt of leaving people behind. But, ready or not, I should really be keep going and just cross the bridge when I get there… I bring with me nothing but hope of finding the right ride and the will of changing my destiny and finding the right hole for me to fit well. I packed my luggage trembling, because that instant, I don’t know what would be my next move and it seems what’s ahead of me is a dead end. But none the less, I challenged my will and dare to take the risk of going back to where I first started… nothingness…
From that onward, I took life one step at a time, I smile if things get worse and laugh when it became unbearable… I never entertained Mr. Discouragement whenever our path crossed and never gave failure a chance to get me off track. I stayed focused on my side of the road and stopped if I had to rest but never get too attached with what I considered good but pursue what matters most. By the help of God, things around me get better each day. I slowly get off my old self and walked confidently. I appreciated life in a way I never did before and see life in a whole new perspective. I gave up insecurity and fully submitted my future to HIM who gave me strength and face every morning with confidence that no matter what the day brings, I could always choose to be on the winning side if I had too… life is a matter of perspective and taking risk. And for me, living my life one step at a time and sometimes swallowing my pride to see things clearly makes my journey worthwhile. Life is beautiful! And I am so grateful that I was given a chance to have a taste of it and have it to the fullest… no regrets, just lessons learned and self edification… =) ˂3
