When I first read this letter, I did not give much thought to what it was really saying as I was reading it in the office... yet today I read it again and deliberated upon its words and I realize the depth of its meaning in the nuances of the words...
I was touched most by:
'I would give merit to things not for what they are worth... but for what they mean to express'
- More often than not, consciously or otherwise, we might evaluate gifts presented to us by the price tags that they carry, yet this reminded me that the best gifts in life are not to be evaluated or weighed as such... the best gifts in life come from the heart... like the gift of my parents' love is a gift that no price tag could ever be attached too... like the gift of love from the one whom I have now lost through my own foolish actions...
'Give wings to children but leave them to learn how to fly themselves' ~ I thank my parents and my mentors in life, who have equipped me with knowledge and the tools necessary for the accomplishment of my dreams, but have not insisted that they know the best way for me to achieve my dreams...
'Everybody wants to live on top of a mountain, without realizing that true happiness is obtained in the journey taken and the form used to reach the top of the hill' - we all want to be at the top of our game, to be rich, successful, to be atop the mountain, to arrive so to speak... our eyes are focused so much on getting there... 'there' where we think we will be most happy, finally fulfilled and contented... but such is the fallacy of the journey... it is unexpectedly the simply joys shared with close friends and loved ones through the journey that gives meaning to our existence to begin with. How often have we been consumed with a game, a book or a movie... willing ourselves to go faster, read faster, play faster to reach the end of the journey... yet upon reaching... experience a haunting sadness, a newfound emptiness that what has kept us going and alive if for awhile has reached its last chapter... I would be happier if I could be constantly reminded that happiness is in daily living, it is not in the next increment, not in the year-end bonuses, not in the new IT bag acquisition to be looked forward to... but the simple smile and a hug given by those who truly love us...
For now, at this moment, I am humbled... for the many times when I was thinking of just 'ME', for my own creature comforts... for the hurts and tears that I have brought to those who have cared enough for me to have shed tears for me... I am sorry and I love you
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