Just Another Day

When I was about 12, going to birthday parties excite me. Not because of the meal or cool entertainment; well then why? It was because I love the themes, dresscodes, excitement, and the one day set for the birthday peeps. It didn't take me long to start drawing up plans in my mind. They have Hollywood, Las Vegas, Paris, Star, and so many other interesting themes. They have cool balloon, flowers, and all decorations you could ever imagine. Oh! I could still recall what I wanted that time, a fake lavender field surrounding the room which is covered by sky patterned silk, hanging from the top are the folded cranes, and soft ballad songs filling up the room. I never told this to anyone, but now, it's just my childhood dream.

I once thought that birthdays are set for me, myself, and I; that was then. Year by year passed by, birthdays seem to be special in some other ways. It was once a sad scripted memory of my past, a friendship day, or just a tradition.

This year, it's just another day of my life; yes! That's what it is for me not because of the absence of my family and friends, but it's because the meaning of birthday itself is changed in my mind. Now, I have realized that birthday is first and foremost set for me to remind me how faithful God is to me, how He never leaves me through all these years, and how much priceless gifts He has given me, including life itself. My birthday is not my day, it's His for without Him at the first place, I won't be here now.

Thank You so very much for another lovely day You've set for me. Thank You Dad for the endless gifts You send to me. An overflowing gratitude through my life is the only thing I can offer You. I love You Daddy :)

Forgotten Dream

It was that one Sunday when I was reminded of my own sweet dream; there were times when it seems to be so out of reach. Giving up slides in and out from my mind day by day until it finally decided to stay firm. What a fool I was! I found myself running away, but a voice pulled me back. It reminds me of a desire and dream I have put my faith on. It tells me of how beautiful that dream is, and how it'll be more amazing when it comes true just like how the caterpillar becomes a butterfly. I want to believe in that sweet voice, God.

Our Charm Of Friendship : Acceptance

It felt like it was just yesterday that I sat in front of that wooden stage, wearing my cap and gown.

Oh no! That was last year, and yes! a whole year has passed.

The season for farewells has passed, yet the message, "Farewell doesn't put an end to friendship, is still engraved in mind.

Then, I used to daydream of how our future's going to be.

Perhaps yearly reunion at our favorite restaurants, telling old jokes which we're going to laugh at together. Or maybe a video conference, a huge one because there's like 1, 2, 3,... 13 of us. People might think we are living our own lives that we're not going to be so connected to each other anymore. Oh! Those good and bad times filled my and their lives history that there will always be so much to talk about and not to miss out sharing stories about our whole new chapter of lives.

I always hope my daydreams would become true; however, they never fully did.

No one knows what or who to blame. Well, I do know; there's no one to blame. We might be miles and miles away from each other, and we live in different time zones with thick piles of assignments and examinations to-go-lists. Circumstances? No, that's not the cause. I believe it's our choices. There's no need of any reasoning to put all of us in such standing now.

Friends are to be understanding towards each other; at least that's what I know from ours.

We used to stand up for each others, being allies. We were different, but acceptance was a charm in our friendship. I never know how much it matters for all of you, but it was and still means so much for me. I do not want it to be just a treasured memory, but I want to see it as a precious gift of everyday, a present. I realized I sounded so selfish for it's all about what I want; however, I believe such desire exists in each and every heart of yours.

Changes are hard to cope with especially when it comes to our close ones; it's like a whole new acquaintance. We change our style, preferences, lifestyle, attitude, or even principles, and we cannot get back to each other as often as before that we got so left behind in getting to know the "new" us. I, myself, struggles when I figure out how the trust between ourselves could be eaten by the tangled misunderstandings. I am in such pain, finding out how it further leads to bitterness of jealousy. I do not know how this flaming fire began, but I apologize if ever I showers it with oil.

Do you remember how we used to be pieces of puzzle which fit each others so perfectly because we accept each others' shapes and sizes, creating spaces among ourselves to give beauty to that big picture, friendship? Now, we may have shifted a bit individually and unconsciously forgets about that beauty of the image; however, we are never to lose that charm, acceptance.

P.S. I love all of you, my dearest beloved OBEWAKZ.