This Too, Shall Pass.

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I spent my last weekend kinda comfy; watching marathon movies and tv series that have been piling up and starting to make me feel guilty not to watch them.

Oh, hush! I deserve it.

So I put them on, all the way from last 4 episodes of Big Bang Theory to ‘Glass House’, a movie ’bout 2 orphan siblings whose parents were murdered by their best friend to get into the kids’ thrust fund.

It was pretty nice (the whole weekend I meant, the movie was okay), and I got caught up by this one saying said during the Glass House; “this too, shall pass”.

Well, it’s true. It’d be a pretty hard life for every one not having faith in this.

My father used to remind me over and over again, how there was no party that last forever, and if the rain was to go non-stop, than it was already the time for the world to end (so losing faith that time would be a redundant hopelessness, wouldn’t it?).

But  no matter how many people trying to get this into your head, I know believing it is pretty much harder when you are actually the person on that spot, waiting for whatever this is to, well..  pass.

The good news is, you actually don’t need anyone telling you this, or doing the dancing to make you believe you can someday laugh again. You’ve lived, so you know from your own experience that every single night you must go through, has actually passed you through.

The bad news is, you often forget.. kind of memory loss, that no one can restore to your heart but yourself.

So it is you, kind ones, who should be reminding your awesome self of the times when you actually didn’t believe you’ll get through, and somehow you did!

There is no easy way to tell you this. Now that your entire being is focusing more on how to blame everything in this universe including yourself and others whose eyes gaze at you in helplessness, for all the miseries you’re suffering from at this exact moment.

But if there was some hope for you to remember just how strong you are, it was by looking at that person whose hands you were holding most during past stormy nights, seeing the rewards for you both as you manage to come out alive.

Somehow these precious souls God bless you with, is the reflection to your own strength, reminding you of what you’re capable of, that you are stronger than whatever pain tearing you right now.

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Mama of three wonderful little souls who’re probably ransacking her house right about now.

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