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.
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