It’s Christmas season and it was supposed to be jolly, fun, and exciting. But remind me again why am I spending my Christmas time inside our house without any adventures, or should I say, it’s an absolute bore in here? Days passed by like a blur and I am pretty sure it’s not the story I’d want to share with my friends when classes resumed. It’s always been like this as far as I could remember how my Christmases went. Although I’ve come to the point wherein I just accepted this saddening fact about my life. I just try to think that my life is much better compared to others who don’t have a family or even a home to spend their Christmas time with. However mundane or boring my life now, I still should be thankful that I am not experiencing some bigger problems in life and I am not overly depressed at the moment. Well, it’s quite depressing to think you’re not having the best Christmas break of your life. But still, this is bearable.
I guess I grew up now to adapt in my surroundings. Before, I was having a hard time accepting this imperfect part of my life that I am limited to do what I really want but those limitations taught me that in life, you cannot always get what you want when you want it, you just have to be happy with what you have and make the most out of it. I always picture myself to be a better much stronger person and that these days, weeks, or years, too, shall pass. I still have tomorrow to look forward to and I just need to make sure that today will end up quite better than yesterday.
Although its somehow imperative for us to have regrets for the things we never did and try out, let’s think of our regrets as a lesson that if we’re given again another next time, then we’ll take the chance and face all the consequences, good or bad.
It’s exhausting to think how pathetic my life had been but still, I think in the future, all will be well.