Life's Transitions Can be Painful, But Why Do We Have Always to Suffer Them?
I received two messages last week from friends who indicated how they've been missing me. I've been writing about "moving-on" themes in this blog - and it's not been always that easy. It's in fact one of the concerns of most people who have to move from one phase in life to another. And each one has something significant to say about it. No matter how much counseling or help you'll get on "moving-on," it's still going to be painful. Transitions involve changes, and we humans detest changes intrinsically - it's never fun and easy. Hence, we need company as we journey in life, at least to help lighten the load. And company can be had from people who have similar interests as yours, and preferably, who are in similar phase in life (that may switch any time soon).
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I miss my friends, too. I miss my family. I miss certain people. I guess they want to hear from me that I miss them. Yet, despite the longings and hidden tears, I know I have to be moving on, or I won't be able to accomplish God's purposes for me. Some people I will simply miss dealing with, because our interests have switched. It's no one's fault, actually - life's entails a lot of changes, each minute. We got to be aware of it.
If you're up to it, here's a poem I wrote on "Transitions" - I wanted to write in on the "moving on" theme but I was not allowed to because the topic's closed. It just says a lot about many people's issues on "moving on." And one of the best ways to manage "moving on" to your advantage is to write about it. It's seldom, if ever at all, you'll find someone who will listen to your issues and concerns regarding your own moving on story - unless you pay a therapist (or a life coach). People simply move on, without them even knowing or acknowledging it.
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I miss my friends, too. I miss my family. I miss certain people. I guess they want to hear from me that I miss them. Yet, despite the longings and hidden tears, I know I have to be moving on, or I won't be able to accomplish God's purposes for me. Some people I will simply miss dealing with, because our interests have switched. It's no one's fault, actually - life's entails a lot of changes, each minute. We got to be aware of it.
If you're up to it, here's a poem I wrote on "Transitions" - I wanted to write in on the "moving on" theme but I was not allowed to because the topic's closed. It just says a lot about many people's issues on "moving on." And one of the best ways to manage "moving on" to your advantage is to write about it. It's seldom, if ever at all, you'll find someone who will listen to your issues and concerns regarding your own moving on story - unless you pay a therapist (or a life coach). People simply move on, without them even knowing or acknowledging it.
Comments
I'm actually inspired by your moving on "advocacy journalism", if you may call it that way. Knowingly or unkwoningly, i've been letting go of some of my personal things, people i've loved and hated, failures, traumatic experiences, and more. of course, i still have my share of "baggages" but i'm learning to unload them, with God's grace, one day at a time. it be can be really difficult, but i have to deal with it or i'll get stuck.
please continue writing about your moving on views that can inspire other people to move on and be free from bondage of carrying heavy load. great work, jerome!
ang hirap kaya maglakad ng maayos ng napakadaming pasanin at hinanakit.
moving on.....
meinard
ay ano ba yan? "advocacy journalism" - nakakatuwang description. i'm not a journalist, and have no pretensions on being one, being a very opinionated person that I am he he he!
take care!
Jerome
Pat
Thank you for posting a comment here. We'll all be missing Meinard terribly.
Jerome
Let me take this opportunity to thank you for being instrumental to my having Meinard as a friend. Both of you have widened my perspectivie as a person, and have taught me how to be a better, kinder, and more compassionate individual.
It all seemed so surreal at his wake. The few, but memorable encounters that we had, came rushing back. I remember the time he brought me flowers one Valentine day, unmindful of the stir he would have caused in the office, and all for the love of a friend. I remember the long phone talks, his words of comfort in my time of despair. His funny anecdotes and inspiring thoughts (nevermind if some of them were forwarded) via text or e.mail....The way he carried my daughter Jaimie in his arms, all throughout her baptismal rites (just because he didn't want to disturb her sleep, he opted not to hand her to me)....His untiring effort in planning and organizing the Christmas party for the cancer patients at PCMC...These events are few and far between, but they certainly made a dent in my heart. I am certain that he has touched a thousand other lives, the way he has mine.
It is indeed a great loss. And a pity, that my daughter will no longer be able to know how great a person his Ninong was.
To honor Meinard, I vow to be a little more kinder, better, and loving friend, sister, daughter, neighbor, and mother. Just so his life will be continually honored, and his death not in vain.
Gratefully,
Joy
Wishing you well. Continue sharing your thoughts. It inspires many to go on.... to move on... to make life more beautiful. =)
elaine
I was so touched by your article above. To think that it was posted on Oct 29, weeks before Meinard's demise. It was only yesterday that I learned the sad news from Ferdie. Perhaps if i log to facebook more often, i would have gotten hold of the news and make sure I pay homage to this dear friend of ours. It seemed so surreal. I can still hear his laughter in my mind. I will forever remember how we would greet each other on our birthdays. Perhaps, Meinard knows I'm so weak and would be devastated he didn't let me find out sooner.
We all have to move on, some sooner, some later. But moving on also mean bringing fond memories of people who are dear to us as we journey to an unknown yet exciting adventure. I am lucky to have known Meinard up close and personal. As I move on, i know he's just somewhere near, cheering me on. - dixon