There were times when I felt I was not where I thought I would be in the timeline of life, you know?
Like a feeling that maybe I was sort of one step behind when it came to life events.
But now I feel that maybe I am a step ahead when it comes to life lessons.
Today, my sweetheart of a giggly friend called me to say she's leaving for India immediately. Her mom had a heart attack and she suspects may be already gone and her bros asked that she be there immediately.
Do we change much as people because we got through such things? Do we grow up?
A part of our history becomes more poignant, and for that moment, we feel we can't ever get over this, but I am not sure if growing up is all its jazzed up to be.
I mean, what are the benefits? What are the advantages?
You still do the same selfish things you did when you were a kid, you still make the same silly mistakes, you still get your heart broken, and the joy is not as much.
UHmm...
though I suppose my will has become more indomitable. I think I crave life more and hold dear ones more lovingly.
I am still smiling but more subdued than before and praying that my friend's mom is ok? better? healthy? not suffering?