I do not ask for selfish miracles. I’m contented with the struggles that life demands. But from a selfish point of view, I personally enjoyed meeting all the people who made relevance in my life, the places that opened my eyes, worn-out books that enlightened me, music that delights my soul. While I bark for something new, I let nature take its course. Simplicity have always ruled my life, though I admit to falling prey to some perks and passing fancies. The aphorism “less is more”, as cliche as it sounds, appeals to me.
It’s Christmas time. Sometimes I give out gifts, oftentimes I don’t. I wasn’t brought up to expect any. A simple greeting or a nod would be an adequate fix. Most of us are fortunate. Lucky to have a family, lucky to have a place to call home, lucky to be void of sickness and calamities, lucky to reside in a peaceful country. It’s Christmas time and many families in Mindanao are sick, homeless, their loved ones dead. Sendong is just one of the many names that people coined for numerous tragedies. Fires, floods, typhoons, earthquakes, tornadoes, tsunamis, wars, bizarre happenings. Numbers increasing by the year. Earth’s birth pains perhaps?
These things are becoming easy to ignore, a trend people are getting used to. We utter remarks in our head like “That’s life” or “Life goes on” or “Glad it’s not us.” When we really think about it, if we really try to digest the suffering that surrounds us and realize how fortunate we truly are, maybe then we’ll appreciate life even more.
Count your blessings. Twice. Thrice. A fourth even. And let’s show our appreciation. It’s in our power to add up to the happiness equation of ourselves and of others. Before our tomorrow’s are taken away, before we breathe our last. Where little things become equal to big things. It’s just a matter of appreciation. From a secular perspective, the Christmas season is the best time to do so. To life, to love, to our friends, our family, our country and our faith.
Merry Christmas everyone!