Life is like a boat ride. It comes in different boats and vessels. Huge or small, in whatever shape or form.
It may come in golden moments just like that cruise on a beautiful sunset. Memorable moments with screams and laughters just like that unforgettable banana boat ride.
Sometimes it scares you when you feel all alone in that small canoe, in the middle of the vast ocean when storm is brewing and wave’s flashing.
There are times it gives you thrills as you reach your peak while you do that white water rafting, not alone but with a team who took risks, just like family sticking with you come hell or high water.
And no matter how big or small the boat you’re riding, and how calm the weather is, you still feel that bouncy bumpy moment, making you wonder why the ride is not smooth sailing when everything seems right.
Sometimes, even if you knew that it’s not a one dimensional journey when you thread on that deep unpredictable water, you still hop in because the boat is coming.
No amount of nausea inducing ride can stop you from trying the ride. Deep inside, you believe you can always adjust the sails because you are the captain.
And if sometimes life makes you feel you’re just a passenger, you still hold on to that rail. Clutching your bag of prayers, hoping that the captain will steer it right, believing that nothing is really hopeless.
No time to stand, wait and hope that another boat is coming. You jump, dive in and swim with faith as your life vest and hope as your anchor.
It doesn’t really matter this time if you know how to swim. What matters is you know how to find your way. This time you knew that when the sea gets rough, you don’t look at the water swirling around you. It will only make you feel worse and scare you more.
Just look at the horizon far away. It’s the only stable thing when the ride is bumpy. And that horizon will make you hold on because you deserve to be there.
And you will thank yourself for trying the boat ride. Because now you know the answer.
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Lead me not into temptation
Calories and indigestion
Don’t know how
To follow my vow
And leave my kitchen tribulations.
You’ll never grow if you never change. Not all growths i gladly welcome.
And if change is all i want, i don’t want to grow those belly bulge and gain extra weight.
Yes, there is something constant with me every year and it happens every end of december.
My new year’s resolution has never change. Lose weight, start to diet and achieve that “to die for” gorgeous body.
And just like all those beautifui things that are not meant to stay, i’ll just say goodbye to 2016 and start the year with a big bang of chocolate roll and a cup of ice cream, yes not a scoop but a full cup welcoming the new year with a sweet taste and a memorable fireworks of hope and joys to be filled.
So how do you look at the things you love and tell yourself it’s time to walk away? Just remember this:
Making excuses is a talent,
Giving in to temptation is an art
and resisting it must be one hell of a skill.
And if you’re not that skillful, no worries, you’re still a talented artist. 🙂
Happy New Year and may our 2017 be filled with love and irresistible temptations we joyfully indulge in.
By the way i would like to end this year by thanking Bea for nominating me for Versatile Blogger Award.
I see the christmas lights and hear the yuletide carols. I remember hiding under the mistletoe. The yesteryears of waiting for santa, expecting a gift eventhough i’ve been naughty, not nice.
I opened the beautifully wrapped gifts. In excitement i ignore the intricate wrappings. I barely acknowledge the efforts taken in covering the precious presents. Sometimes i forget to give thanks not just for the gifts but for its beautiful wrappings.
Oh, christmas is just around the corner. A time to be jolly and sleigh rides. But what happens when Santa’s reindeers are missing because their antlers are used for decorating? And yes when the sleigh bells started ringing, are you really listening or just hearing?
Although i admit i don’t live in winter wonderland, it doesn’t mean i can’t feel the cold snow and its breeze. But the happy lights of yuletide lanterns and strangers’ smiling faces can make me say, indeed it’s a beautiful happy sight.
One need not wait for christmas day, loving and sharing is not just for a day. It’s all year through for someone with a giving and grateful heart. But every year, i don’t know why i am more kind, when the christmas bells are starting to chime.
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