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Monday, February 28, 2005

10:42 - on letting go

finally, ntapos ko n ren ung deception point. thanks to reich. and since i don't like my stuff being returned to me with damages and all, i also do the same to other people. kaya i decided to change the plastic cover kc when i borrowed it, an dami munang kamay na dinaanan ung book na un bago tlaga dumating saken.

i enjoyed reading it. altho an tgal tlaga ngstay saken nung book. galing tlaga ni dan brown. and xempre, emotional as i can be, na-touch nnman ako. there is this part of the story na nafeel ko daw dba. hehe..

here's the part...


Michael Tolland felt like a man who had found hope on the way to the gallows.

Life is mocking me.

For years since Celia's death, Tolland had endured nights when he'd wanted to die, hours of pain and loneliness that seemed only escapable by ending it all. And yet he had chosen life, telling himself he could make it alone. Today, for the first time, Tolland had begun to understand what his friends had been telling him all along.

Mike, you don't have to make it alone. You'll find another love.

Rachel's hand in his made this irony that much harder to swallow. Fate had cruel timing. He felt as if layers of armor were crumbling away from his heart. For an instant, on the tired decks of the Goya, Tolland sensed Celia's ghost looking over him as she often did. Her voice was in the rushing water . . . speaking the last words she'd spoken to him in life.

"You're a survivor," her voice whispered. "Promise me you'll find another love."

"I'll never want another," Tolland had told her.

Celia's smile was filled with wisdom. "You'll have to learn."

Now, on the deck of the Goya, Tolland realized, he was learning. A deep emotion welled suddenly in his soul. He realized it was happiness.

And with it came an overpowering will to live.


kinda made me feel so sad. but it really was about learning to let go of the past. painful as it can be, i know the past is past. and it will stay there forever no matter how much i try to rekindle what was lost.

like Mike, i hope i would learn to really let go of the things in my past that i cling on to so much. and move on with life. i know there is so much in store for me that are yet to be explored. there's still so much that will make life colorful and happy. and like him, i hope i'll learn about it soon.


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