1:07 a.m.
I know I should be deep
in slumber. But, I don’t know what I find so appealing on the ceiling that
sleep seems to be so elusive. The bed is luring me to the dreamy wonderland but
somehow, my mind is entangled onto the charm of the unwritten words blinking invariably
on the computer screen.
The tic-tac sound of the clock worsened that feeling of
trying to grasp for something unknown even to myself. I need to remind myself
repeatedly. It is still 2011. The time has changed but not yet the year…not for
long though.
1:10 a.m.
Time is stealing something from me. Memories are slowly
fading. Another year is about to end. Try as I might, I am powerless to stop it.
Time is perhaps the most powerful crest that could turn so
many things in just one blink of an eye.
I remember December 31, 2010. Same time. Same Place. I
remember the time but not the memories. My brain has failed me this time. You
see, another reminder how my brain could be so fragile with the threat of time.
But, I think I am filled with enough memories of 2011, the year we will bid
goodbye.
1:15 a.m.
This year has been one of the most blessed years for me. My
health has been in excellent condition and saved for the times I had colds and
fever, nothing worst happened.
Perhaps, this has been the year also when I had finally
reaped the successes of my hard work and perseverance in many aspects. I got
1.0 in almost all my subjects for my Masters and landed 2nd in
Comprehensive Examination.
One of the sweetest memories of this year was the déjà vu
feeling I had when I was called as first place winner in Regional Online
Writing Contest for School Paper Adviser. I was reminded of the time I won as
first place school paper adviser of Region V. Same honor, different place. From
Region V to Region IV-A. I went there to coach but ended up competing and
winning. God is indeed so good.
To top all my accomplishments in my Master’s Degree and as
school paper adviser, the best perhaps was the feeling that embraced me having
finally felt that I belong to the community where I now live and work.
For many years, I have struggled to cope up with the
differences in culture of the school and where I came from. Call it paranoia,
but many times, I had that feeling my actions and words were misinterpreted. My
way of speaking was judged without having thoughts of where I came from or the
native language I have spoken for many years. This year, however, is different.
I finally had that laugh which bubbles from within and my
hard works were finally recognized. Most importantly, from my heart I’ve felt
that love you would only feel in a family. I have finally felt the connection
too powerful to ignore. I have found brothers and sisters in the form of very
good friends.
It’s 1:35 a.m. I am reminded again that year 2011 is slowly
fading. But, I know, this year will always be a reminder of how fragile time
is…so we need to be careful how we use them.
Bidding goodbye to a fruitful year is not that bad actually.
I have so many things to look forward to this coming year. With God’s help, I
would be able to receive my diploma for my Master’s Degree this coming March.
After that, best plans are all laid out. I only need to wait for the right
time. Yes, there’s gem in the lost memories.
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