Metamorphosis of a Caterpillar
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...Every girl dreams of it; the night she is the prettiest creation of God. Wearing the most elegant gown made by some known designer, she walks with head up high, flashing her 1,000,000 watt smile more like Julia Roberts’. She is the princess for the night. Friends and family gather together to be part of that event.
She cries as her eighteen closest friends reminisce their good ol’ times together and assures her she is never forgotten and is treasured in their hearts, so as with the eighteen treasures. And yes, the magical eighteen roses, a dance with the eighteen special men in her life. Truly, she is a princess.
She is introduced into the society as a fine young lady now. No more little girl she is, for it is the metamorphosis of a caterpillar.
Yes, everyone dreams of it. But not every girl’s fairy godmother shows up in time to grant her wishes. And mine’s not around, or maybe, I used to think she wasn’t around. My fairy godmother wasn’t able to grant me my wish, my dream of having a grand debut party. But no, she may not have given me that, she gave me more, for my childish whims were too, well, “childish”. She gave me more than what I expected. She gave me my family.
Eighteen years of my life has passed. Eighteen years of trials, eighteen years of hardships, eighteen years of uncertainties. But these years are not really all bad, for these eighteen years, I’ve known friends, win some, lose some, I’ve faced life’s challenges, I’ve triumphed in my decisions. These eighteen years I realized what’s important in life, and that is relationship, connection. Relationship with God, relationship with my family, relationship with all the people around me. I’ve been in this world for eighteen years. I’ve been a member of the ever good-looking Velarde family. And if my parents really think they can put up a surprise party, well, they better think twice. For I’ve known them for eighteen years, and I know how they’d act in this kind of situation.
I’ve reached this age, and I know, I have freedom. But comes with liberty is responsibility. I know now I can make decisions for my own good, but never would I forget the reasons behind what I am now.
And yes, my wish may not come true in this lifetime, but I do believe, I have God, my family and my friends that are more important than a one-night party. Some girls just have all of it, some don’t. I am no Cinderella. But I am princess. Even in my fantasy.
*isinulat noong abril 20...isang araw bago naganap ang di masyadong “surprise” party na inihanda ng mga mahal ko sa buhay. (naks..madrama!)
...Every girl dreams of it; the night she is the prettiest creation of God. Wearing the most elegant gown made by some known designer, she walks with head up high, flashing her 1,000,000 watt smile more like Julia Roberts’. She is the princess for the night. Friends and family gather together to be part of that event.
She cries as her eighteen closest friends reminisce their good ol’ times together and assures her she is never forgotten and is treasured in their hearts, so as with the eighteen treasures. And yes, the magical eighteen roses, a dance with the eighteen special men in her life. Truly, she is a princess.
She is introduced into the society as a fine young lady now. No more little girl she is, for it is the metamorphosis of a caterpillar.
Yes, everyone dreams of it. But not every girl’s fairy godmother shows up in time to grant her wishes. And mine’s not around, or maybe, I used to think she wasn’t around. My fairy godmother wasn’t able to grant me my wish, my dream of having a grand debut party. But no, she may not have given me that, she gave me more, for my childish whims were too, well, “childish”. She gave me more than what I expected. She gave me my family.
Eighteen years of my life has passed. Eighteen years of trials, eighteen years of hardships, eighteen years of uncertainties. But these years are not really all bad, for these eighteen years, I’ve known friends, win some, lose some, I’ve faced life’s challenges, I’ve triumphed in my decisions. These eighteen years I realized what’s important in life, and that is relationship, connection. Relationship with God, relationship with my family, relationship with all the people around me. I’ve been in this world for eighteen years. I’ve been a member of the ever good-looking Velarde family. And if my parents really think they can put up a surprise party, well, they better think twice. For I’ve known them for eighteen years, and I know how they’d act in this kind of situation.
I’ve reached this age, and I know, I have freedom. But comes with liberty is responsibility. I know now I can make decisions for my own good, but never would I forget the reasons behind what I am now.
And yes, my wish may not come true in this lifetime, but I do believe, I have God, my family and my friends that are more important than a one-night party. Some girls just have all of it, some don’t. I am no Cinderella. But I am princess. Even in my fantasy.
*isinulat noong abril 20...isang araw bago naganap ang di masyadong “surprise” party na inihanda ng mga mahal ko sa buhay. (naks..madrama!)
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