It's Nice talking

  Before anything, I have to make it clear that I am not going through a breakup. Let’s just say I’m in my Olivia Rodrigo era because I “seem pretty sad for a girl so in love.” Hahaha! I had a conversation with my cousin one night. She told me, “Changes are painful ano?” I’ve already come to terms with the fact that change is inevitable. I’ve experienced it so many times, in all ways you can imagine. But some changes, despite how prepared you think you are, will still slap you in the face and remind you that nothing stays the same no matter how much you want it to. There are things you thought would be permanent just because they’ve been there your whole life. The bond, the connection, the memories, regardless of depth, can change in a blink of an eye. And that is something we must all learn to accept and is exactly the first step to moving forward: acceptance. Acceptance of the things you have no control over. Acceptance of the reality you tried so hard not to face. Acceptance of ...

“Alms. Alms. Alms. Spare me a piece of bread. Spare me your mercy.” I remember declaiming those lines in fifth grade. Back then, I had no idea what they meant. I simply memorized the words and delivered them as instructed. But what is vengeance, really? A dictionary can give you a definition. The lesson behind the piece I delivered says that personal vengeance only breeds more suffering. Yet for a child who is “so young, so thin, and so ragged,” the story may not be that simple. Do not be deceived by an innocent face. When the time is up, all hell could break loose. They say vengeance belongs to no one. That it is not ours to claim. Perhaps. But I am certain, part of that child still hopes it finds those who truly deserve it. Don’t go. It’s a mighty long fall.