Monday, October 15, 2007

The Wheel Has Turned

Monday, October 15, 2007

Something has changed.

I was with my beloved mares, Hazel and Leah last Saturday at Alabang Town Center. Lunching on salad, ribs, pasta, fries, and mushrooms for three hours and having coffee for another five hours, we were able to update each other on what’s happening in our lives. All throughout, I was sensing that something has changed. The substance of our stories has changed. We now view life in a different way. When before we dread the future, we now embrace it like wide-eyed children who cannot wait to open their gifts. Apprehension and skepticism have given way to hope and optimism. We used to dread turning 30; now we believe that life begins at 30!

The wheel has turned.

I wonder what has brought the change. Was it a sudden, jolting shift or a slow, subtle transition? Is it because we are now more in control of our lives and know exactly what we want? Is it a direct consequence of “maturity?” Is it because Hazel is about to walk down the aisle and into the loving arms of her bulate? Is it because Leah is about to open her heart and let somebody new in? Is it because the man I’ve been waiting for all my life is finally here?

The wheel has turned.

5 comments:

kayni said...

Don't know, I'm still scared about turning 30. As if, I'm still looking for something I don't know.

Daddo said...

So you found the antidote for "death from curare" in time. ;)

Angeli said...

what is 'death from curare'?

Daddo said...

Death from curare is caused by muscular and respiratory paralysis.

Curare is a poison used by South Americans Indians for hunting a.k.a. "ampi". The horror of curare poisoning is the victim is very awake, fully aware of what is happening until the lights out. It is survivable if artificial respiration is performed until poison wears off. Read here, here and here. for more info.

The wheel has turned. ;)

Angeli said...

thank you. now i get it. :)

“Do not go gentle into that good night/ Rage, rage against the dying of the light.” - Dylan Thomas

 
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