My Birthday Reflection
Today is my birthday. It’s not going to be about a perfect
birthday. It’s not like a perfect day. But I would like to go back years ago
around
10 o’clock
on the same day as
this as it is the day that gave meaning to lives that I now changed. I would
like to go back years ago to the day when I dream of whales, dolphins and undersea
creatures and how telling about those fantasy was okay. I would like to go back
to the years when I hid my own bottle of milk and had my own obsession for Poly
Pocket, Barbies and the color pink. I would usually connect the dots on
coloring books, watch Figure it Out, adore Rugrats, watch movies with rascal
brats and play the organ. I would usually play with my neighbors, have drama,
draw figures, write stanzas… then these small nothings turned into something
bigger than it seemed.
Lately, on later years, I would still have the drama but
they turned more real than what it seem. I am very logical, I debate, I refute,
I stand firm on the ground, I believe deep and I open my heart. I live my life
with my own law, my own policies, my own dream… I listen to music from pop to
alternative. I adored acoustic and shun over guitarists on beach concerts. I
sung after videoke lines on channel 19 and flipped through entertainment shows.
I listened to media but I never followed them. I questioned society, I had my
own style, I write about my feelings, I
was growing up. I fall in love - on nature, on God, on my pets. I loved my
family more, I feel love more deeply, I share this with my friends. I write it
down to you. I am more in touch with you.
And after 21 years, completing most of the tasks that my
parents wanted for me- I concluded that life is long after all. After all the
decisions that I have to make, all the mending that I found necessary and all
the finishing touches to my BECOMING, I come out today as the same person but
recollected. I am the pieces of my childhood, my teenage times and my future. I
sit here with the same starry eyed reflecting moon glow, passion and
life. I sit here with the same interest for femme possessions- whether it’s Barbie’s
fashion or Poly Pocket’s interior designs. I sit here with the same passion for
poetry, for writing, drawing, singing songs and playing the organ. But I sit
here with some fixed reflection that this is the oldest of all that I was and
will not just be. I will go on after this day. I will bring on the same light
that lit hearts and made stories possible just like fairy tales that explode
real life friendships. I sit here with the same kindling and personality that
filled souls with bubbles of laughter and smiles in my own and simple ways of
expressing LOVE, gratitude and importance. I sit here thankful for the lives
that in one way or another had made me grow, made me learn, and open up the
well that is a barrel of precious things. I sit here with a more colorful
dream, with a sweeter song and with a softer heart. I sit here and I am ready
to stand up and take a sip of the same juice that I love. I would sing the same
HAPPY BIRTHDAY chant and probably have dishes of meal as substitute for
candles. I would still close my eyes and make a wish like in the tradition. But
I would whisper it in a prayer that I know I will find as words in my diary as
I look back to my birthday. It would be a sweet memory and it will always be
one of the best times of the year…
Thank you for celebrating my years with you. It’s always been a pleasure. J
