Reflections of 2004

I was writing to a friend in Canada yesterday and I was telling her how 2004 has been an eventful year to all (I was actually referring to what had transpired in my and her and our friends' lives).

It hit me that 2004 is indeed ending in few days time and when I look back of the year that soon be gone, the reality of what it has brought all of us still never fails to make me sigh and thoughtfully reflect:

of the good and the awful times,
of the nearly impossible challenges conquered,
of lost love and excruciating pain,
of endless hopes and meaningful beginnings,
of unconditional love,
of having found what was lost,
of having lost of what should be gone,
of saying goodbye to friends,
of new friendships,
of distant bonds,
of weddings and marriage,
of after 10 years,
of truth and lies,
of recurring insanity,
of the possiblilty of the impossibles,
of true faces and hideous ones,
of starting an end and ending a beginning,
of smiles and cries,
of promises and optimism,
of the family,
of friends,
of faith ...

It was a blessed year no matter how it had went through.

As life celebrates the commencement of another leap, I wonder how mine again faces a new beginning.

We are better off from the ruins of yesterday as we start 2005. And yet we must remember to cherish the fragile lessons of the past.

We should live the day as it comes. Live in the present. As such cliche as it is, it is the only way to live. For the past is gone and will never return. The future is but a figment of man's imagination. We have only now to breathe, to suck in life, to open our eyes and see the world again, yet from a different set of eyes, from a different sense of smell, from a single touch, from a new vibrating sound.

After all, we will never notice how life has been until we once again remember everything at the end of the succedding year.

later.