A Reason, A Season or a Lifetime

A good friend of mine forwarded this to me recently. Although I am not in the habit of reading forwarded emails and spam (sorry dearest) as they usually end up in my trash bin even before I open them something urged me to click this particular email. (Call it divine intervention or whatever comes to mind) It didn't have fancy words in the title. That could have been one reason why I decided to open it.

I was pleasantly surprised when it contained nothing but plain text.
After reading I felt inspired to post it and share.
Someone out there might be experiencing the same mental roller-coaster I am on right now and the recycled wisdom of internet spam might just prove to be the answer they've been waiting for.

A Reason, A Season or a Lifetime
Author: Unknown

People come into your life for a reason, a season, or a lifetime. When you figure out which it is, you know exactly what to do.

When someone is in your life for a REASON, it is usually to meet a need you have expressed outwardly or inwardly. They have come to assist you through a difficulty, to provide you with guidance and support, to aid you physically, emotionally, or spiritually. They may seem like a godsend, and they are. They are there for the reason you need them to be. Then, without any wrong doing on your part or at an inconvenient time, this person will say or do something to bring the relationship to an end. Sometimes they die. Sometimes they walk away. Sometimes they act up or out and force you to take a stand. What we must realize is that our need has been met, our desire fulfilled; their work is done. The prayer you sent up has been answered and it is now time to move on.

When people come into your life for a SEASON, it is because your turn has come to share, grow, or learn. They may bring you an experience of peace or make you laugh. They may teach you something you have never done. They usually give you an unbelievable amount of joy. Believe it! It is real! But, only for a season.

LIFETIME relationships teach you lifetime lessons; those things you must build upon in order to have a solid emotional foundation. Your job is to accept the lesson, love the person/people (anyway); and put what you have learned to use in all other relationships and areas of your life. It is said that love is blind but friendship is clairvoyant.

Good-bye To "Love"?

You called me from your office asking how things are with me and how I've been. I have not heard from you for quite some time and hearing your voice again made me feel okay. But my intuition told me something's not right. This is just not right.

Then, you dropped the bomb and informed me you're already married and it has been three days into your honeymoon. I was shocked! How could you be calling me at 3 o'clock in the morning while your wife's gently sleeping?

Speechless!

Then you told me how "happy" you are now that you are settled. Sharing to me both your future plans and dreams. Yes, you are lucky with her I acknowledged. She's educated and plans to pursue more things with her career. You were asking me about Canada, as if I've ever been there. You want to migrate and start your family in the Maple Country, okay that's fine. It's a swell idea I said. They have free healthcare for their citizens.

Then, silence...

You were the first to break it. You asked me how I felt.

Numb.

I am actually genuinely happy for you now. You've always been the one more inclined to romance and settling down. I'm happy that you finally got your wish fulfilled.

You asked me if there's someone new. I gave you updates about me. Then you sighed.

"It could have been us." Were all the words you could utter.

Silence again...

Had I ever entertained the thought of even marrying you? You asked.

Yes. But I never thought you were serious. So I abandoned any idea of something deeper than our then relationship and just focused on the things that I were sure of. Work.

Now that you are married though, you have absolutely no right to even contact me just to reminisce about old times' sake or talk about your dreams nor mine.

You still keep my pictures you confessed. In fact you said you uploaded them on your new mobile phone. How could you?

I was mad at this. I told you to erase everything and forget all.

"No!" you said. You have the "right" to keep them.

I could no longer reason with you. Nor stand talking to you.

You've been married for 3 days and this is what you do!?! I thought you've moved on? Why contact me now? Why?

But instead of asking this aloud though it was better to disconnect that phone call.

We have each drawn our own lots and chosen different paths. Let's stick with it. Not just for our sake but for the people who love us. Talking about the past will do nothing but bring us pain. Really I'm okay now. I'm happy and also consciously trying to be.

Good-bye and may you be happy too.

PLEASE DO NOT CALL ME AGAIN!

Thoughts of Death On A Friday Morning

Last June 30 was supposed to be my dad’s birthday. We do not celebrate it the usual way anymore since he has already passed away. The entire family just went to the cemetery, offer our candles and prayers for his departed soul as this has already become our “tradition” whenever this day comes.

The cemetery lot he’s buried in has been in the Borces/Codeniera clan for years. Anybody from our clan that dies is buried in that small plot of land. Since the area is quite small, to make up for lack of space, burial chambers are built atop one another. The Philippine burial places look funny when one thinks about it. I would like to think they resemble little condo unit boxes for the dead.

Seeing my dad’s final resting somehow pains me. Even in death, he seems to be stuck and crowded in.

When we returned home I immediately looked up prices for new burial lots. The idea of getting our own cemetery lot appealed to me. That way, we won’t be forced to “share” or make room for future relatives that might pass away. Yet, when I looked at the prices online for these small plots of land my jaw literally dropped. I did not expect that it would cost so much! A plot of land can equal to investing in a small house.

Seeing this, I could only shake my head. Why does it have to cost so much when it is for the dead? I know and understand people could be sentimental because I feel the same way too about my loved ones but then it also made me realize that if ever I would pass away I do not wish my folks and family to be bothered. The thought of being buried without even undergoing the usual customary procedures suddenly appealed to me. Just wrap my body up, don’t pump it full of embalming fluids, bury it deep and then plant a tree to mark my grave. Then, sit back, relax and let Mother Nature do its thing. I think, is more appealing.

I looked up other “burial” alternatives and my research proved to be interesting.

A sky burial is also good. At least you would directly provide food to the other members of the food chain.

Cremation is expensive now. Plus the amount of fuel needed to char one’s bones is too high.

Yet, the most interesting one I have recently encountered so far is the plan to just dissolve corpses and flush them down the drain. Literally!

“The end result is a small quantity of green-brown liquid containing amino acids, peptides, sugars and salts.” Sounds yummy? Do read more for yourself here and then be the judge.

I’ll get back to the usual daily grind of my boring life and hopefully won’t kick the bucket any time soon. I’m broke and can’t afford a funeral.

A Picture Says...

This picture was uploaded by a friend on Facebook and it really made me laugh out loud.
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