Small, short hair with bangs covering my forehead, small dress, small shoes, small everything.
That is how I describe my past me 12 years ago. I barely can walk, talk, scream, but I love to cry. I always wanted to be a princess wearing a beautiful dress and living in a glass castle. I always dreamed to fly like butterflies, dropping by each flowers that they've seen. I love seeing swimming pools, toys, kids books, and crayons. I remember when mom took me to a mall and I was crying because she don't want to buy a toy for me. It was embarrassing to recall my past me. Embarrassing, yes, but full of joy.
Now, here I am. Big enough to face the world. I even solve problems on my own. I never need my parent's help, rather, I ask for my friend's advice. I love waking up in the morning just to open my facebook account or to update my blogs. I always got fierce when mom told me to buy something outside, or asking for a favor. I was more conscious for myself, about how do I look? Did my hair stays in place? I learned to love and appreciate the pleasure to beloved. I'm being futile. I always care for myself. But even though I've changed a lot, I have learned life as it is. That it was never hard when people are always there to lend their arms for you. It's just being hard when people let their problems get on their way, to make them stop. Yes, it's not easy to face the dark side of life sometimes. But when you've learned to embrace your fate, success is not impossible.
Being a grown-up means you have faced life. You've seen the wonders within. Try to remember all those things that happened when you were a kid. You were so small and don't understand anything at all. But now that you do, you can tell the meaning of your past. That memories are piece of life's masterpiece. Colorful as paintings on your walls. Dark as crows that eat other's flesh. You can never proceed to the next step on your life if you never treasure your memories. Remember that all your life's experiences lives in it. You've become a new man because of it. Hence, memories are the best that you've learned at all. You must be proud to yourself that you've seen it, you've travel with it. Life can never be valuable and appreciative without those things that happened on your past. Like this journey never ends and we must accept everything as it is.
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