Skip to main content

Aileen

We have been friends since our university days. We have seen life's ups and downs. We have been through a lot and life's better because I have never been alone.


Friendship is not defined by the number of letters you sent, or the volumes of photos shared, or the messages received. Friendship is in the heart. It is created by the moment you found each other, the moment you unknowingly agreed to be with each other. You never told me to be your friend, neither did I. But fate would have it and we never realized that our friendship blossoms into something beautiful and I am thankful for that.


The days have turned into years and time has not mellowed down to us. We remain to be friends. Vividly I still remember, and I'm sure you do, the four of us: Margie, Predes, you and me. What better way to recall those days than remembering us?


One of the most memorable moments (there were many, actually) I had with you (and I hope you still recall) was during graduation day at PICC. Since my parents were with not there, your mother voluntarily marched with me posing as my own. To me, that was the greatest expression of our friendship. You may never be aware of that but since then I felt I was a part of your family, a son, a brother. There were no words to express my appreciation then, and I am not attempting to do so now.


We may be miles away from each other but distance is not a barrier to friendship. You are there. I am here. Yet we remain. Our friendship is one great blessing this life has to offer.


With a loving husband, good children and a new baby coming, you have been so blessed. You are reaping the rewards of the beauty of your heart. And I am just glad I have been touched by you.


Life goes on. As another chapter unfolds before us, some things change yet we know for certain that friendship stays. Enjoy life.


I may not have the words to say what is in my heart. I just want you to know that I really appreciate your friendship.


Happy Birthday!
Labels:

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Swimming

We went for a night swimming. My friends and I enjoyed the cool breeze of the starry night in Alroa (that's the name of the resort). Well, I did not exactly go for a dip but as I said I enjoyed the night and the thought that I was out of home. I rarely get out of the house since vacation started. I just don't know but I was actually afraid of leaving home after that 'incident' that happened a week ago. It frightens me til now. Having survived that, I believe it was kinda life changing. It made me change the way I look at my life now. It feels weird but I really enjoy being at home, with my mom and being alone with myself. But I had to admit that it is suffocating at times. I need to get out to breathe some fresh air and enjoy a refreshingly new environment. I believe that everyone of us, once in our life, well, maybe more, experiences that kind of imprisonment. We feel we are being burdened by our loneliness, that it is okay to be alone. But hey, one day, we will wake u...
Post a Comment
Read more

How

It was already late. Sleep never wanted to disturb me from thinking. It never wanted to liberate me from the pain I was going through. I kept on thinking, thinking til I was numb. I could only feel the throbbing pain that's left after. I would have wanted to free myself from this misery. That early dose of sleep would be quite a relief. But I could not find any of that. My body was begging for some well deserved rest after a long day. Yet the day was made longer by my petty foolishness. This has been difficult for me. I know there was nothing to expect. I did not expect for your message, your email, your sms, your visit, any of that. I did not expect you to greet me on our special day. I did not expect you to show up. I did not expect you... And I expected myself to be this lonely. There was nothing I could do but to allow the tears washed the stain on my cheeks. It went down to even wash the dust that covered my neck. Til it refrained from further flowing down...the tears stopped ...
Post a Comment
Read more

Ash Wednesday

Today Lenten season begins. Together with the Filipino participants, I am going to attend Mass for the traditional ash-marking in the forehead. Since I am in a far away land, it is an opportunity for me to look back and reflect on how my life has been. I know I have a blessed life. I have been given so much. And I am thankful for all that come my way. There were good memories. There were sad memories even painful ones. But even the littlest detail of my life has been a lesson learned. When I picture the people who are always there for me in my mind, I just can't help but ask, have I been there for them ?In the process, there were those who came and left their marks behind yet there were those who came and left scars in my heart. Nevertheless, somewhere in my life, I have been me. I was touched. I was hurt. And nothing compares the pain of loneliness, of emptiness, of being ignored. As the season unfolds, let it be my resolve to look back and let go of the heavy burdens in my load. ...
Post a Comment
Read more