One
of the greatest lessons ever taught to me by my father is that TIME is always
of the essence. That is why he told me to use my time wisely because we’ll
never know when it will run out.
I
remember how my parents would scare the hell out of me when I was still a kid
by acting (and I mean acting!) like they’re “dying” and they wouldn’t stop
until my then sweet innocent 3-year old self would bite my lip to suppress my
tears which were then falling helplessly on my rosy and chubby cheeks. Pretty brutal
for a toddler huh? Guess I know now where my incurable separation anxiety came
from.
Read more at http://quotes.dictionary.com/search/separation-anxiety#Tx0Xi7RYZDEhxdio.99
"Above and beyond paying attention
to feelings before and after a separation, never threaten your child with
leaving or loss of love in an effort to control her behavior. Children believe
their parents' assertions that "I will send you away," "I won't
love you any more," "I'll go away," and are terrified with good
reason. Fear is a very poor way of disciplining a child, and it can cause
severe lifelong anxiety."
Nevertheless,
I learned a lot from that parental brutality. I learned to value the time that we spend with
loved ones. I learned to value time itself and make the most out of it
to be able to do the things that I want, make an impact to the world I will
leave behind when I die and to just be grateful to the borrowed time that God has
given to us.
Now,
being an almost-30 adult, I am at a stage wherein time seemed to pass me by
like a wind without me being able to mark a day as memorable as I used to. Nowadays,
time seemed to fly even whether or not I am having a good time, and it goes
even faster when I start to have fun. It seemed that I am stuck in a black and white,
slow-moving film which is never-ending which also explains why my writing and
art muses went MIA ever since this black and white, slow-moving film began.
And
so, after several months of being mum in the blogosphere, moping over FB, doing
self-exile at home and at work, having finished several TV series and
practically floating away in my world, I decided to get back to my feet and
wake up from my zombie slumber. If not now, when (right)?
Therefore,
this newly opened chapter in my life (or just another one of my blogs) will be
a celebration of the precious time lent to us by the Ultimate Time-keeper. Let
us hope that He will allow us to make up for our lost time as well as those we
un-thoughtfully wasted.
“Some say it is best not to go near
the center of time. Life is a vessel of sadness, but is noble to live life and
without time there is no life. Others disagree. They would rather have an
eternity of contentment, even if that eternity were fixed and frozen, like a
butterfly mounted in a case.”
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