Saturday, April 24, 2021

I'd Still Do It

Saturday, April 24, 2021

If I knew beforehand that I'd be stuck overseas for months on end with dwindling resources and no means of going home amid a raging pandemic that shows no signs of abating, I would still choose to go through the same thing all over again. Because if I didn't, I would've missed spending one glorious month with D. And I won't exchange that time with him for anything in the world. 

In March last year, the threat of COVID-19 becoming a serious global pandemic was already imminent and we could have called off our vacation. I am relieved that we didn't. I am happy that—flouting fear, caution, and reason—we followed through with our plans despite what happened afterwards. 

This transient life allows us only rare instances of true joy. If D and I didn't go to Costa Rica, we would've missed those moments. Those hours spent watching the sun come up, its yellow light saturating the sky, the trees, the rooftops, and then burning away the mist of morning; we'd sit there until the yiguirro's song ends and the world turns over itself, to begin again. Those afternoons that passed deliciously slowly—hours blending together into a sameness that is joyful and comforting. I relished those moments and wished that they'd never end.


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