Serendipity
Today I realized I’ve been missing many of my old friends, people who have left footprints all over my heart and my soul. Today I realized I’ve lost many of them to life and its busyness, time has worn thin those lines that connected us so dearly. I miss them all very, very much, but a part of me knows I will not be the first to pick up the phone to bridge the awkwardness and the gap that seems so wide between us now.
I wish we never grew up. I wish we were still the people who smile back at me through those photographs.
But I know the memories that I keep in my heart will always stay true to me in the times of hopelessness. If one day I pick up my courage and decide to dial the numbers, they will still be at the other end of the line, waiting.
For probably the 100th time, I realised again that whatever happens, happens. Crying will only help release the pain, so cry. But if it can’t be fixed, then don’t even try to fix it. Whatever is happening will pass, and it won’t even matter in 10 years, will it?? So just relax. Relax. Take it easy, whatever it is that you are trying to get over. Take your time eventually you’ll find what you’re looking for without even realising it. That is all I realised for today.
“Never in the history of journalism have the news media suffered such a heavy loss of life in one day.”
- an international media group said in a statement concerning the Maguindanao massacre that happened on Monday.
(45 bodies of people that include politicians and journalists were abducted in a pre-election related incident.)
SO THIS IS WHAT OUR JOURNALISTS GET FOR DOING THEIR JOB? SCARY.
