i never realized how the simplest thing like a morning sunshine could make a huge difference.
just when i thought the entire week would be stormy, i woke up tuesday morning with the warm sun touching my face. while i am not used to waking up that late, it felt good. it was as though the warmth of the sun did more than just rousing me from my usual depthless slumber.
tuesday morning, literally a day-after-the storm, was not just any ordinary tuesday morning--for the first time in many weeks, i felt i got up on the right side of the bed. while i may have had my own personal storm even before typhoon Frank came leaving livelihoods and homes destroyed and families losing their loved ones, i have learned to appreciate the warmth of the sun on an otherwise uneventful morning at a different level. something like, never really feeling warm without first feeling extremely cold, i know you get the drift.
no matter how trite it sounds, you really learn to appreciate the people and blessings, even the little storms you go through when you witness other people's trying times. i do not suggest trivializing the small problems we encounter but i have always felt that we can never take ourselves away from what the people around us are going through. and when you see how fortunate you are for the little troubles that bother you (unlike the gargantuan problems others have to put up with), you suddenly feel so small-- shameless to be whining over petty things, unaware and ungrateful of the wonderful blessing you already have. everyone can spell gratitude.
now, i am starting to move on. i have started moving on. and i guess i'll keep moving, embracing every warm sunshine that awaits me everyday, until i absorb enough heat i can pass on to others, if not readily, i could even bottle up as reserve.
