Change

When we enter grade school, it is during the first grade that we were taught of the the different states of matter-- solid, liquid and gas-- and how to distinguish them from each other. Later, during the third or the fourth grade, we were taught that one state could change into the other. Later in high school, we were taught how the states changes based on deviations from their initial molecular structure. Before we enter college, we know very much about these changes that I need not to discuss it here anymore.(This may no longer be true anymore, as far as I know, the Department of Education removed the science classes for Grades 1-3, How brilliant of them. Really.) 

As we become more knowledgeable of changes, our knowledge, our perspective changes as well. It is our perspective, our stand on issues, our personality, our morality, our speech and our reasoning which define who were are, and who we will be.

Change is inevitable. What we have to do is use this change for our own good. We should change for the better. However, changing for a greater good is not a brief and wonderful stroll in the meadows. It is a long, painful, excruciating journey that would hurt our pride, our ego, our confidence, and our self-belief.

We change, and when we do, we sometimes do not see it with our own eyes anymore. This is where friends come into the picture. They watch, and help, us grow, they watch us change. When we walk too far from who we once were, they worry. Especially when they believe that this change is not for our greater good.

A real friend would come up to you, and tell you, in the most honest (and therefore, meanest) way possible, how she feels about this or that change. She would do that because she knows that you would understand. Yes, you may be hurt, you may become angry. But come to think of it, would you rather have her watch you falter? Some other people would just talk about how you once were, and how you are no longer who you used to be, behind your back. She would not.

I know that there is that person, exactly like that, in your life. There are in mine, too. I trust that, most of you, knows who to keep.

*****

It is such a lazy afternoon, with all this rain. I hate it when it's raining during the day, yes, the water washes off the dirty walls, the dusty streets, the sticky trees, but it washes off my energy and my enthusiasm, as well. 

I rather have a little rain at night, it makes me sleep better. :) Oh, so lazy me.

How about you, do you like the rain? Why?