Your Author, Ruri

Masyado kasi tayong nasanay sa mundo na kailangan may lagi tayong patunayan.

  The more I grow old, the more I understand that love really is a choice.

We can only look back to the past with fondness. The youthful energy. The vibrant joy of simplicity and innocence. And even though we can’t go back to simpler times, the happy memories we have is a testament that we can find joy wherever we are in our timeline. Believe that the past you and the future you are cheering you on. You got this.

We work on ourselves every day that we tend to forget how far we've come. We’re so obsessed with what we can do more, in what we can improve more, that we often forget to appreciate the reflection we daily see in the mirror; the mind we’ve cultivated through storms and seasons. We forgot how we used to be until we came across a post or a photo or a page from our journal years ago. And that’s when it hit us. That’s when we knew.

Seventeen years ago I wasn’t like this.

As a Filipino, the last few days had been difficult for me. I once wrote: If only tears could do something then I'm willing to cry every day if it means we, as a nation, won't have to suffer again.