If your life has a taste or flavor, what would it be and why?
Welcome to the final day of 2015! Can you believe it? It’s 2016 tomorrow, so I’ll be greeting you with a Happy 2016. Let us all start the year with a bang (but be cautious with firecrackers)! I’ve got to write this one because of the holiday season tag-line of a known Coffee Shop Chain, “Give Flavorfully.” If I would have to describe my life’s flavor this whole 2015, I would say, it’s bitter-sweet. Just the tasteful sweetness with a jive of the right amount of bitterness to balance it’s perfection. Well, it’s not really that “perfect” but just exactly what I need to be who I am and where I am for a fresh start of the year.
My life has been through tough times this year. I had conflicts, words unsaid, unwritten stories and poems, failed events, missed targets, blurred visions, and the list goes on. I almost gave up on things and shed more tears on different pains that this thing called life punched me. I managed to tuck them in at night and faced the things called mistakes in the morning with a hopeful heart that everything’s gonna be fine. I avoided confrontations and endured consequences of my shortcomings to those people who doesn’t know the depth of apologies, who never entertained those ‘sorry’ words, who never accepted that I am not perfect; that nobody is perfect. I faced the fact that change is the only permanent thing in this world, even if those people around me cannot live with that change. All year round I was reminded of the help those hands lend me; that I cannot repay them even if I gave back the amount they gave me. Because unmerited favor for them cannot be repaid, as they’ve told me. I was accused of dishonoring people, neglect, and other things I never intended to do. I was stabbed and barely recovered with their sharp words. My 2015 is not what I hoped would be but I stood still and had a bunch of sweets despite the bitter taste.
Let’s just say, if I’m gonna weigh the amount of sweetness this year, I think it’s more than what I expected. I bloomed as a blogger, composed poems more than ever, started spoken words and record some on Soundcloud, been nominated in a blog awards, featured some of my entries on brewyourbestyear.com, traveled unexpectedly to places I never been to, almost done with my bucket list for my 21st year, loved more, loved back even more, and so on. I have been blessed with people who influenced me to do what I love to do and to live fully and wonderfully despite some bumps on the road. I met new friends who do the same thing I do (blogging) and supported me on this craft. I moved into a job that is more satisfying and more fulfilling than what I do before. I learned how to turn my tears into something inspirational and motivational. Discovering things through experience is what highlighted my year; I have never been so into things I love to do now or with people I love being with these days if I have not tried being with it and/or with them. I learned to appreciate the gifts of today and tomorrows, to value my family more and to love them more than anything in this world. I learned how to heal my own wounds – wounds which were caused by words like swords, sharp and double-edged, wounds caused by silence and ignorance. They served as ground with fertilizers where I planted flowers and bloomed beautifully and became noticeable to strangers. I cannot say thank you enough for all the blessings I have received this year, for all the learning, the smiles, the breakthroughs. This year seems so short and in haste, but I enjoyed its flavors and colors. It made me who I am at this point and where I would start for a brand new chapter of my life.