LOSING...

Losing is so painful that losers tend to wish they were lost as well. But many believe that lost "stuff" have their way of coming back, resurfacing even after being deemed unsearchable. Maybe it is strong faith that they are meant to stay that holds them back and never really away, or a work of fate that they seem to resurrect.

For countless times, i have been asked about my greatest fear/s. Call me a standard for consistency , but every time i am asked, i would always share about how afraid i am of losing people I love, losing material things I value, or failing to be where something grand is happening. I am not saying that the fear factor is yet to come, for as young as i am, i have already had a lot of losses-from a simple pebble to the grandest camera phone , from a contact with an acquiantance to constant communication with a very close friend.

I would consider "losing" as a very great indicator of life's unfairness. But in fairness, in between the losses are hard-earned lessons of giving up and of learning to trust Him who has power over everything, anything.

In between the losses i have learned to let go...

...i have mastered giving up...

It had not been easy though.
I shed tears.
I cried out loud.
I felt remorse.
I injured my head...my mind.
I got heartbroken.

At times, I needed a super strong conviction that lost "stuff" were meant to be lost and losing them was for my betterment just too keep on going. Good thing that I kept hope deep within.

I may have lost a lot. But i gained a lot.

I live. I love. I lose. I learn. I live yet again!