I was born on a Good Friday. Fast forward to today, I am celebrating my birthday on an Easter Sunday. I have come full circle and this has been the greatest metaphor of my life.
Good Friday always meant penance, fasting. When people refer to a person who is grumpy, they say, "Semana Santa na naman mukha mo." For as long as I can remember, I was a Good Friday person. I was manic-depressive, I hated the world, I was an Eeyore. I don't know why this has been my disposition for a long time but yes, that was me.
Then an intervention happened. It was around that time after I experienced the darkest moments of my life -- a time when my existence was deflated to almost nothing. I never thought I would survive, but here I am.
Each day after my Middle Age era was, and continues to be, a blessing. Every single day, I can find something to be happy about without any grave effort anymore. Every tiniest thing -- a conversation shared, a meaningful email, an ordinary complement -- is now a source of happiness. I am forever grateful to have found this utmost contentment in my life.
They say that life is a diamond in the rough. Beneath its rough exterior, the dark appearance, it could be polished to a beautiful gem.
How? By appreciating what life gives you - ups and downs, thick and thin. Trust that everything happens for a reason. It might not make sense at the moment that you are experiencing extreme pain but if you come out alive from it, it means that God only wants to teach you a lesson -- to strengthen your soul or maybe let you see that there are so many things in life to be grateful for.
That's what happened to me. All the while, I was never content with my life. Life appeared to me in all its crappy, dark and gloomy exterior. But after all that I have been through, I found a beautiful treasure -- my life with all the things that I should be grateful for -- my husband, my dog, my family and friends, my colleagues, a stable job, a car, a house --
Life is indeed beautiful.
xx,
Corporate Junkie
