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Saturday, November 29, 2003
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First of all, I wish to thank the Seasons, Special and everyone else who express their care to me this few days...I was not feeling well and it was really nice to have you guys around.
The Path
I knew this path that I took doesn't have the destination I seek. But I just wanted to walk on this path. I did not know why then. But now I do. I decided to share my decision with my friends. At first they were shocked and asked me why I am choosing this path when I was aware of the circumstances. I told them that I wouldn't know why until I rode on the path. They agreed then but occasionally warned me. I couldn't listen to them. I felt that I was being controlled. Controlled by 'it' - that seemed greater than anything. But I never knew that all along my friends were just a few steps behind me, whispering to me like angels from high above. They guided me. And whenever something hurt me, I would turn around and there would be my friends to wipe my tears away. And I have to admit I got hurt several times in this path.
Then just like all paths I came to a crossroad. Two different paths to the same destination. This time I did not wanted to seek the help of my friends. I thought it would be best for me to decide. One path: A long winding path filled with several roses to the destination. Second path: The shortest ever-possible route to the destination filled with just music in the background. I stood at the crossroad and thought deeply. Then decided on the 1st path, the one with roses. And my friends still followed.
Along this path, several red roses bloomed as I walked. I picked every rose. I knew I needed them along the way. Perhaps I could plant them in the destination. One day, as I was picking the rose, I saw a golden star at my path. I befriended her. We talked for sometime and I realized that this golden star was seeking the exact same destination I was finding. Her name was Special. It was amazing. I never knew that I would have an accompany along this path. Especially when it was so painful. Remember the roses? They had thorns. Each time, I picked one, they cut me. Something that I overlooked.
Special and I grew closer each day. We could certainly relate to each other. Somehow we were mirror images of each other. We worked so well and understood each other the best. I had my fellow friends and she had her other stars. They all knew about our path and the destination that wasn't exactly there. But yet my friends were still there for me. Forever. And her stars were there for her too.
But yet this relationship I had with Special I couldn't explain. Words cannot convey the depths of our understanding and the experience we shared. Only I know. Only she knows.
Then we heard something. That someone else had already arrived at our destination. That this person had already planted the roses that we wanted to plant. It was too late. There was no more place for our roses. In fact, the destination was beautiful with the roses it had. Anything more could only eliminate the beauty. Then we realized that we were so close to the destination. So close yet so far. We knew that there isn't a space for us.
Special and I are now coping along. Not too well. Both of us are guiding each other. And then of course, our friends. Each day encouraging us and giving us the strength we seek. But Special and I do not know what to do. Should we go on on this path? Or turn back with the roses that we picked as memories?
She and I do not know.
But this path I chose, I never regret. Because it helped me to see life in another way. Because I had great experiences along the way. Because I learnt several things about myself. Because I know that I loved each step I took in this path. Because there will be great memories when I leave this path. Because I was able to see the care that my friends had for me. Because I developed a wonderful relationship with a star, Special. And because now, I can say that I did had people who loved me.
I wish to thank my three friends Jasmine, Sharita and Tammy and Special. From the bottom of my heart thank you. And tomorrow if there isn’t a day for me, I just want you to know that you have made an impact in my life. When I become an angel, I will make all your wishes come true
Perhaps I will leave this path some day...
__________-HER-__________
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Jim Rohn
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