Last night I had a pleasant night with my sister (from another mother hehe :D)
Tita Let-let. It’s been so long before we had this kind of bonding moment. And since this particular sister is going away for a long time because of work, Din-din (another sister from another mother:D) and I went out to bond with her.
We shared long and good conversations which widely covered the things I used to be very interested at. Or at least that was what I had in mind at the beginning. As we went along with the chit chats, I found myself getting more and more excited at the things I’m hearing about from her. I even shared so much!
As much as how happy the night made me, it also made me quite sad. It had been years since I last paid attention to those things I want, those things I’m very interested at since the very beginning, those things I still crave for deep in my heart.
I suddenly missed the old me, whose actions were led by dreams and not pushed by problems (quote from RWE).
Before the night ended, the last thing I read made me a little more heartbroken, yet somehow inspired, pushed, and driven.
Here’s the short poem (and the photo) from the famous poet Tyler Knott:
“Imagine the mountain
Reduced down to a hill
If it lacked the patience
And strength to wait still.
Imagine the rivers
Shrunk down to streams
If they lacked the courage
To follow their dreams.”
I pray to God to give me courage and I promise myself that I will try my very best to flow smoothly like a river and grow big like a mountain.