Rabu, 27 November 2013

Time Heals Me

I used to be very sceptical when someone told me that time will really heals everything. I think people who said that are just people who are tired of hearing my complains and my whining and all the things that they are so sick of hearing from me, so they choose to calm me down by saying that 'magical-wise-word', but it didn't work for me. 

 I find some part of myself is a drama when it comes to something that i don't like. You know when things don't go my way, i don't accept them right away. I question everything and i think about it all time until i finally getting to the point of feeling, okay, this is how life works. Things dont't always go my way and that's natural, we can't force thing to be happen, period.


But it's a bit difficult here. Imagined if you worked hard to build a house from zero, from the very empty ground and you started putting your first cement yourself, and your second, your third, and you painted it, you planted flowers on the yard to make it looking pretty, you sweep the house every morning and you clean up every night before bed, you treated the house very nicely and unexpectedly, someone came and burn it. It burned. Everything i have inside the house burned to dust. I have nothing left right after.

So i was sad. I don't have 'house' to live in and i have nothing left by myself. That's the time when people came up to me telling me that time will heals. How can i even trust their words when they don't even know what i was feeling? I doubted them.

Days by days, months by months passed,
I started feeling better. I started to think clear and telling myself that everything is happen for a reason, and out of nowhere i started to believe that if something is taken from us, either we didn't take a good care of it or that thing itself just don't wanna be with us anymore. As simple as that. And i'm pretty sure that if we lost something, God will replace it with something better. And i believed that.

And that magical wise word, proven true.
I guess nobody wants to live miserably the whole time crying over the past and regret why things didn't go the way they wanted to. And ofcourse i don't want too. I have a brighter future awaits out there that i need to face. And, whatever left from the old 'house' became a memory that i don't need to keep in my new 'house'..