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Witches’ Curses and Happily Ever Afters
If there’s one thing common in real life and in fairytales, it is the pain & joy of finding someone you would want to share your happy ever after with. As foolish as it may sound, each individual has his share of bittersweet memories that might lead you closer or might take you farther in what we call real happiness. So unpredictable, it catches you at the least moment you expect it, and the more it keeps you waiting when you want the magic to happen.
First love would knock at a young heart. One would feel the bliss that is too much to contain. This is the first time that you believed that you can handle even the toughest trials, that you can fight in whatever means just to make it last until your last breath. But, at the end of the day, you will realize that it isn’t a fairytale after all. You will have your heart broken. You will be left alone.
And there comes a knight in shining armor to save you from the pain of losing your first love. That knight will help you heal your bruised soul and scathed heart, and without even knowing, every hurt that you have once felt, has made you stronger, strong enough to make yourself love again, to fall for your knight. To protect you from anything that will cause you pain, that is what he did, but little did he imagine, he is taking you away from what you were. You are becoming an image of his imagery. And it hurts not being your self. Escape. Escape in a box of his mirror. Leave. But your heart is left with him as well.
With your heart left behind, you are ready to leave your dependency to be your own person again. Unexpectedly, a pauper asks your heart, as you have been captivated, you grant the poor pauper’s wish. The pauper had nothing. You had everything. You want to welcome him into your world, but he is afraid to be in a world too much of what he can handle. You gave him a piece of your world, the whole piece of it. Too afraid of having something too much within his reach, he drops everything off, including you. Now, you are more hapless than the pauper. With nothing left, nothing to give, and no one to turn to, you feel you just want to end it all.
I may not be one lucky girl, but I am indeed a strong princess. Between the witches’ curses and happy ever afters, every stop has my story. And every story leads me to you. I believe you are worth the wait.
© 2008 Melanie Y. Cunanan
Happy Valentine’s Day (?)
February 15, 2006
Yeah, I know today is the fifteenth and this would be a post-valentine fuzz. I would like to share my point-of-view about this “special” day. What really makes this day a special day? I have search for the history of “Valentine’s Day” and guess how many have I found? There are at least three history of what came to be Valentine’s Day. So how does this day become special? When it’s origin is still unclear. Looking back at my previous experiences with this day, I could remember as early as my childhood days. When I was about 8 years old, I remember wearing a red shirt with matching red shorts while visiting my tita who lived two houses away from our house. They would be entertained at how much I would celebrate the day. Then as I went through high school, this day was always an opportunity to be extra nice and sweet to whomever you’re courting back then. And it was always a show on who was more extravagant among your friends. Valentine’s day with college is more like what was in high school but a little more stylish and sophisticated. Here come the fancy restaurants and cool hangouts, for we now can afford those luxuries. During those days, I think you could compare it with faith, it’s like you just follow it with your instincts and what your heart says. We saw this day as an opportunity to express our feelings.
As I have grown matured, I saw Valentine’s Day less and less interesting. Looking back through the years that I have celebrated Valentine’s Day with my girlfriend during those times, I have realized that it was so much stressful. Why? It’s because you tend to go with the rush. Did you ever notice that a day before and Valentine’s Day itself is very busy? And then I came to the conclusion that Valentine’s Day means stress. For me, I don’t really have to wait for another Valentine’s Day to happen just so that I could be really sweet with somebody. I could even do that every day and make it a Valentine’s Day. My point is, if we find Valentine’s Day very stressful (like I do), we could always do it some other day. And on a February 14, even a simple note would mean so much to your significant other if it was sincere and it came from the heart. Giving gifts will always be a bonus. So instead of worrying so much days before February 14, why not think for a moment that everyday could be a Valentine’s Day. You could even make them a special calendar where the dates are only February 14. Wouldn’t that be nice?

