Chapter One
"Sharing Life"
Old stories of our lives often bring about a concoction of feelings.
Some of which remind us of hardships, frustrations, of pain, of regrets.
Yet it also accompanies us with a sense of enlightenment.
It provides us with the full appreciation of what it really means to be fulfilled,
to triumph over adversities, being unbraced from sadness, braver, smarter,
more honest to ourselves, defines trust as a solid foundation to build and strengthen both existing and new relationships, acknowledging the need to
deepen our understanding, and most importantly, a happier being.
What makes a person now is the end result of his learnings, if he embraces it.
When I closed that part of my life so I would never have to go thru despair,
my only reason was, it was a waste of time.
Redundant useless conversations that never faded.
Deaf apologies.
Words that were given different meanings.
Forgive or forget, an understatement.
Why did I even bother to open up in the first place?
I was sick of it.
Reasons. People. Situation. Immaturity.
For the time being, it seemed to be going fairly well.
I found the normal silence I needed.
Yet behind the pretentious happy face was a lonely, forgotten person.
One who forgot who he really was.
One who practiced the art of not needing.
Distant and divided.
Years passed and the skill was flawless.
Second nature, without thinking.
A good pat on the back.
Days came plain.
Nights would be dark and cold.
Searching was never an option, yet it happened.
All those years and I didn't open my eyes.
Even if they were, I wasn't paying attention.
Skilled in the art of numbness.
But somehow, opportunity sneaked in a sign - someone happened unexpectedly.
My door opened.
My heart warmed (and spoke for the first time after many mute years).
I breathed and felt alive.
And who would have thought that that one moment could change it all?
I'm happy; for this chapter of my life is now shared.
And it's a wonderful feeling.
Being human again.
Old stories of our lives often bring about a concoction of feelings.
Some of which remind us of hardships, frustrations, of pain, of regrets.
Yet it also accompanies us with a sense of enlightenment.
It provides us with the full appreciation of what it really means to be fulfilled,
to triumph over adversities, being unbraced from sadness, braver, smarter,
more honest to ourselves, defines trust as a solid foundation to build and strengthen both existing and new relationships, acknowledging the need to
deepen our understanding, and most importantly, a happier being.
What makes a person now is the end result of his learnings, if he embraces it.
When I closed that part of my life so I would never have to go thru despair,
my only reason was, it was a waste of time.
Redundant useless conversations that never faded.
Deaf apologies.
Words that were given different meanings.
Forgive or forget, an understatement.
Why did I even bother to open up in the first place?
I was sick of it.
Reasons. People. Situation. Immaturity.
For the time being, it seemed to be going fairly well.
I found the normal silence I needed.
Yet behind the pretentious happy face was a lonely, forgotten person.
One who forgot who he really was.
One who practiced the art of not needing.
Distant and divided.
Years passed and the skill was flawless.
Second nature, without thinking.
A good pat on the back.
Days came plain.
Nights would be dark and cold.
Searching was never an option, yet it happened.
All those years and I didn't open my eyes.
Even if they were, I wasn't paying attention.
Skilled in the art of numbness.
But somehow, opportunity sneaked in a sign - someone happened unexpectedly.
My door opened.
My heart warmed (and spoke for the first time after many mute years).
I breathed and felt alive.
And who would have thought that that one moment could change it all?
I'm happy; for this chapter of my life is now shared.
And it's a wonderful feeling.
Being human again.