Man-Nila Four

How can I even forget that painful, heart racing yet awesome slides. It will be fun waking up to the fact that just a few steps from your door, slides will be welcoming you with its beaming colors,  urging you to swoop down along those twirls, as you try not to think too hard of how freezing the water is.

This is a resort in Baguio City where our last reunion before my grandmother died was held. Truly, truly unforgettable.

Now I'm Thankful

                                An Excerpt from a Self-Analysis written in November 2012.

                For a change of topic, this time was when I started to fall in love. Yes, yes, puppy love as you may prompt. But young love is very vibrant, naïve, and simply happy. Falling in love with a person close to his Creator is no doubt one of the attributes I favor. That was in first year, and he knew that. In fact, it was mutual. But then again, young love has a fickle mind, and not so long the mutual understanding was cut. Two years after though, he courted me and maybe first love never dies, huh?

            We were a couple during the second semester of fourth year high school. What’s even more motivating is the fact that both our parents know about it and they are very supportive. Oh how I was walking on air that time. He was simply who I wanted to marry.

            I decided to stay in AUP to pursue my college degree and enrolled in Bachelor of Science in Nursing. No, I wasn’t forced. And yes, it was what I have always dreamed of.

            The sad part though was when after graduation, he decided to study in Mindanao. Discussing this with him so many times led me to sleepless nights and wet pillows. See, have I mentioned that I am a crybaby or the most sensitive girl you may have known? Well, I didn’t want the idea of a long distance relationship because most often than not, the relationship suffers and the couple splits. However, we managed to enjoy eight good months of being together at heart though the waters of the ocean separate us. Yes, we broke up in August 2010.

            Not entirely a month after a tearful breakup, my grandmother died. My grandmother who’s the reason why my family and the rest of the clan are very close. My dearest grandmother who has lived her life serving others not out of duty but because of love. My dearly missed grandmother whose presence I will always long for, who has left a legacy of love to her children and to her grandchildren. My Lola who we all love very much. Yes, she died at 80 years old, Cerebrovascular Accident. Everyone’s in tears.

            These two big events that happened in two months were the greatest factors that influenced how I deal with loss, stress and depression. Those were the times I was deep down hurt and has grabbed the opportunity to get to know my Creator even more. It was in these moments of breaking down that I come to worship Him and show Him how weak I was and how much I needed Him. These two events strengthened my faith, these two painful events I am now thankful for.

            Now that I am eighteen, enjoying the pressure and privilege of studying my chosen course, I can say that I have grown to be responsible student. I believe this is because I love what I am learning and I delight in the practice.

            I am very positive about life now. Eighteen. I know how to cook, I drive, I know basic nursing skills, I practice first aid, I do health teaching, I come to church and worship God, I had developed best friendships, I had learned to love and to let go. Eighteen. Must be a very satisfying year for me, not only did I experience the sweetest life, but I had determinedly fought through the trials that came along the way. And again, indeed, God is good.