About Me
- Frances Ogilvie
- From the small town I call home, Philippines
- Hello, I'm Chai and you've never probably heard of me until now. I may be familiar to you because I've met you once when our souls crossed paths. In my past life, I was probably a princess living in Old England, or a World War II chronicler assigned to document the devastation in what is now called Turkey. I may have been a street urchin or a painter or an old Hollywood actress once. But the life I've chosen to hold on to is the life I'm living in right now and I'm glad I can share it with you.:)
First Time
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When a friend goes through something for the first time in her life, there is nothing more exhilarating, nor as priceless when you see the excitement in her face and listen to the joy in her voice as she recounts those wonderful moments you failed to witness on your time apart.
Spending time with Karen and hearing all about her (getting-more-and-more) interesting life as a law school girl takes me back four years ago, to that time when I experienced "falling in" then "out of" love for someone, recalling those nights I cried myself to sleep and almost wanting to die out of humiliation for the vulnerability I so obviously made transparent. I think about them now and realize that even though I went through major face palm moments as a young teener supposedly in love, there were more of those moments that I actually learned from, and they don't differ much if applied to similar current ordeals.
The thing is, we do a little growing up every time we go through a phase in our lives, significant or otherwise, and it is our unspoken obligation to propagate the infinitesimal knowledge we attain every time a friend (or any other person for that matter) is in need of guidance. Sometimes, they may not be the most compelling of propositions, but at least, you have given that person an option to choose from when it comes to his/her decision making.
My thoughts are with you as you go through this magnificent yet over-the-top journey called love, my friend.:)
Spending time with Karen and hearing all about her (getting-more-and-more) interesting life as a law school girl takes me back four years ago, to that time when I experienced "falling in" then "out of" love for someone, recalling those nights I cried myself to sleep and almost wanting to die out of humiliation for the vulnerability I so obviously made transparent. I think about them now and realize that even though I went through major face palm moments as a young teener supposedly in love, there were more of those moments that I actually learned from, and they don't differ much if applied to similar current ordeals.
The thing is, we do a little growing up every time we go through a phase in our lives, significant or otherwise, and it is our unspoken obligation to propagate the infinitesimal knowledge we attain every time a friend (or any other person for that matter) is in need of guidance. Sometimes, they may not be the most compelling of propositions, but at least, you have given that person an option to choose from when it comes to his/her decision making.
My thoughts are with you as you go through this magnificent yet over-the-top journey called love, my friend.:)
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