All in a Day

Last Sunday was a day that I can never forget. It started pretty normal and happy but towards the night, it was shocking and unforgettable…

As I am writing this, the marks of that night are still with me. It is really difficult to open up since I have only told my close friends about what happened to me for fear of negative reactions my family would have. I hope that by reading this, they may understand me…

Weeks before, November 25 was a date that I have waited for. It was the thanksgiving day of Von and also the day Jen invited us to come over their place since she just got back from Guam. I was so excited at the beginning of the day knowing that it will be a fun-filled day. I was not disappointed actually. Coming first to the celebration of Von, I have met my friends. Just being with them was really memorable.

At around 4:30 pm, Abi and I decided to come over at Jen’s house since she was waiting for us. Arriving there, we really had a wonderful catching up with each other especially that so many changes had happened in our lives. Though, it was rainy, the comfort of being with your friend never loses its magic. Afterwards, we decided to go home.

Then, it happened. In a jeepney, I was still reading the text messages in my inbox while I was on my way home when suddenly, I felt people coming to me literally and pushing me. I was seated near the driver when we heard this screeching sound and our jeepney made a stop in the middle of the road. I did not know what happened. I just followed people as they took off from the jeepney while I tried to calm them down and not to panic. Little by little, I realized that an accident just happened. I saw people crying and I felt some pain on my thigh and on my head, particularly the occipital area. I was a bit dizzy so I had to leave the place…

I feared for my life for the very first time. I felt that I want to live my life more. As I took off from the jeepney, all I could say is please help me Lord! I was saying this over and over again. I saw a man lying on the street but I could not respond. I saw people becoming hysterical but I could not act right. In these moments, I somehow felt failure within me. I am a nurse but did I do anything?
My conscience would like to make a point within me. But then, being a nurse is not guarantee that you will always be ready to help. We are also humans. We get hurt, scared and afraid. There will always be a point in our lives that we will be the ones who will ask for help. Everyone is vulnerable to these situations...

Indeed, life is so short. We must always take every chance and turn it into something big. Always seize the day. Realizing all these things, I did not waste time in thanking all of my friends for coming into my life. I made a decision to be a better son and brother. I promised to myself that I would start anew. It really hit me big time and made me think otherwise of my daily life. So much for a fun-filled day.

Originally posted on friendster last november 26, 2007