Getting a Haircut
Whenever a woman gets heartbroken or experiences a sudden change in her life, the first thing she probably takes it out on is her hair. If not that, then maybe she goes on an impulsive shopping spree. Though I may not seem like it at times, at heart, I will always be just a regular girl.
About 2 weeks ago, I decided to go to the salon for a regular trim. By the end of the session, my hair was layered, shoulder-length, and I suddenly found myself with bangs. I didn't protest at all when the hairstylist decided to experiment on my hair. All I told him before the haircut was "Make me look pretty."
I am not heartbroken at all and there is no other person involved in my sudden change of hairstyle. I guess the reason for the haircut is that I've moved on to a different stage of my life. I finally find myself absolutely contented. I have a good job that I'm happy with. I have my family (which includes my 3 beautiful cats) to come home to every morning. I have the best friends in the world who have shared with me all the good and the bad times.
Every afternoon when I wake up, I finally tell God, "Thank you for everything that I've been through, my present life and whatever else the future will hold for me." I don't fear anything anymore and I don't hold any regrets about the past. I remember that the last time that I ever felt like this was in college when I was still studying Philosophy and taking up my favorite sport at the same time.
I guess finding my peace and happiness came with the knowledge and acceptance of who I really am. For many years, I had to pretend that I was this serious power-hungry corporate rat when in my heart, all I really wanted was to help people and be able to laugh at myself. It doesn't mean that I've lost my ambition, my goals in life have simply changed.
I'm celebrating every day that I'm single and independent. I don't feel bad that I haven't found that special someone to spend the rest of my life with. I don't regret ever having walked away from what could have been the love of my life. I've realized that the love of my life, if ever I meet him, will be someone who will be able to accept that my work defines who I am more than anything else in the world. I don't know if I'll ever meet the person who will understand that no matter how hard he tries, he will always only be second to my career. I won't mind waiting forever. I just don't want to ever regret not having done all the things I wanted to do.
How fast time flies! About 2 years ago, I was this depressed alcoholic who had a rising career and a miserable personal life. 7 months ago when I started this blog, I was this depressed miserable wretch with a lucrative career. Now, hard as it may be to comprehend, I'm sort of poor, but I am happy with my work. Life is full of ironies, but I definitely don't mind where the journey has taken me so far.
About 2 weeks ago, I decided to go to the salon for a regular trim. By the end of the session, my hair was layered, shoulder-length, and I suddenly found myself with bangs. I didn't protest at all when the hairstylist decided to experiment on my hair. All I told him before the haircut was "Make me look pretty."
I am not heartbroken at all and there is no other person involved in my sudden change of hairstyle. I guess the reason for the haircut is that I've moved on to a different stage of my life. I finally find myself absolutely contented. I have a good job that I'm happy with. I have my family (which includes my 3 beautiful cats) to come home to every morning. I have the best friends in the world who have shared with me all the good and the bad times.
Every afternoon when I wake up, I finally tell God, "Thank you for everything that I've been through, my present life and whatever else the future will hold for me." I don't fear anything anymore and I don't hold any regrets about the past. I remember that the last time that I ever felt like this was in college when I was still studying Philosophy and taking up my favorite sport at the same time.
I guess finding my peace and happiness came with the knowledge and acceptance of who I really am. For many years, I had to pretend that I was this serious power-hungry corporate rat when in my heart, all I really wanted was to help people and be able to laugh at myself. It doesn't mean that I've lost my ambition, my goals in life have simply changed.
I'm celebrating every day that I'm single and independent. I don't feel bad that I haven't found that special someone to spend the rest of my life with. I don't regret ever having walked away from what could have been the love of my life. I've realized that the love of my life, if ever I meet him, will be someone who will be able to accept that my work defines who I am more than anything else in the world. I don't know if I'll ever meet the person who will understand that no matter how hard he tries, he will always only be second to my career. I won't mind waiting forever. I just don't want to ever regret not having done all the things I wanted to do.
How fast time flies! About 2 years ago, I was this depressed alcoholic who had a rising career and a miserable personal life. 7 months ago when I started this blog, I was this depressed miserable wretch with a lucrative career. Now, hard as it may be to comprehend, I'm sort of poor, but I am happy with my work. Life is full of ironies, but I definitely don't mind where the journey has taken me so far.
posted by wilgefortis @ 10:27 AM
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