I am a newcomer and I have yet friends with whom I can share memories with and since I am working, I do not mind much. It is with the internet that I stay connected with what I call, a piece of my mind, a piece of my heart. For I have yet, to surrender my fondness for anime and the like. I check my email now and again, I post pictures of my "firsts" and then I go and search for countless things that pop into my head after a hard-day’s work. Ah, yes, work, the one thing I dread during my care-free student years, for I have been suffering a case of "Peter pan syndrome", wishing never to grow up and now, here I am, joining the planks of boring adults.
Rambling on and on about complaints I can never voice out, I sit in a corner of my room each night, contemplating my very reason of being here, and I stare outside my window, the neighbor’s house covered white glistening snow, I close my eyes and find myself in the embrace of my family and I don’t feel so lonesome and alone.
I love the snow, but like each snowflake, the joy of the white gold is just a fleeting moment in time. Give me the warmth of my country, the noise and the pollution, give me the lights of parols and the scent of bibingka, snow is just snow, but my Filipino family is what has been my driving force - their faith, their happiness and their love.
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