All of us, at a certain point in our lives experience a sense of emptiness especially if we stare up at the heavens with a heavy heart and with no one beside us. Yet,oftentimes we try to fill it with the wrong things and even deny it sometimes. We make believe that the gravity of the emotions, which arise from the undeniable truth that we are seeking for greater meaning and reason for things, can be alleviated by keeping ourselves busy with our daily tasks in school, in the workplace or in our comfort zone. Only to find out in the end, that the incompleteness lingers and that no amount of wealth, power and fame can ever equate to genuine contentment, peace and bliss. How tragic it is to have everything else but a sense of fulfillment, the kind that goes with enough mirth to even conquer one’s fear of death…
For two scores and a year now as of this writing, I’ve been trying to seek for that one person that would make me whole and about seventeen months ago I thought I‘ve succeeded. But then again I was wrong for the nth time…But despite all my ordeals, I know I wouldn’t be what I am now if not for those “learning opportunities” that my hardships have brought. The sum of those learningalong with all the relationships with the people I hold dear I’ve built, protected and treasured make up
For sure if you happen to gaze at those oceans of stars
at night and feel small, lonely and empty again, the thought of the people that
you hold dear will feed you with more than enough nourishment for your famished
soul.
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