Well, now that I still have the time to look over my Multiply site, I stumbled upon this album from my freshman year at the University of Santo Tomas.
Check this out! Kalbo pa ako, and I was kinda young then.
Ewan ko lang, pero kapag nakikita ko itong picture na ito, I remember how I used to be then.
What was I then?
Wrong question.
What changed?
Wrong question again.
How was life for me then?
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On my fourth year in college, I look at myself and think of how life has been for me for the past four years.
Life has taught me one important thing in college, and that is about love.
Love for family.
Love for self.
Love for friends.
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How was life for me then?
Life was easy. Although at some point during the time when that photo was taken, I fell in and out of the most heartbreaking love I ever had. I cried night after night, I knew I was still young even then. But I still chose to fall.
I met friends who came in and out of my life, some managed to stay with me until now, but most never did. Fell along the way.
My family went through the most difficult phase a family life could get. At some point, I thought we were about to fall apart. Like a Roman to his empire, I feared the fall. But my family proved to be stronger than any conflict. Despite EVERYTHING, we are still together. I hope we stay this way.
In my four years of college, I learned the true value of giving and receiving love from people whom you care for and cares for you all the same. I learned how to let go of family heartbreaks, Friendship overs, getting dumped, unachievable loves, bad influences, and emotions I tried to keep to myself.
I still stand my belief that learning never stops. After I graduate, I know there are still a lot of things I could learn. I want to travel the world and meet more kinds of love along the way. I think that life's essence all boils down to love, being appreciated, feeling you belong, loved, special in the eyes of another.
Life is all about love. If people think this way, what a beautiful world we'd be living in right now, no?
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