Rommel and Why I Now Hate Canada
I have never been described as adventurous. I don't like surprises. I need to be able to anticipate problems, and I want to be on top of them, if and when they do come. I am not a planner in the true sense of the word. But I hate it when I don't have the answers to everything. I don't come across situations where I cannot do something, you know, about work, my personal life, and other people's lives. Well, not often.
That is why I have great respect for people who have the courage to walk into the unknown. To take the journey through adventure, for Carl Jung theorized that in adventure is loss, a crisis, a risk. One takes a step into another world, out of one's comfort zone. But Jung says too, that in any man's life, he must take on the journey. One must do something reckless, armed only with faith. No logic, no reason, just faith.
Rommel has always been a person with genuine faith in the Boss up there. He is naughty (wink-wink), a fun-loving person, yes, but he never seemed to jump over the edge even when things were miserable. He would sink his teeth in into work, into love, into life, whatever they bring, because he is always so sure that he will not be foresaken. And he tells me that, in his own ways, when I get emotional about certain stuff: he says, 'smile madame', or 'kyogma madame' (that's gayspeak so you all better research on that), or he just puts his hand over my shoulder and says, 'bayaan mo na madame, kaya mo yan'. Oh God. I will miss that. For even as I write this now, I feel my tears at the base of my throat. Not out of sadness, but of regret. That I now feel I have not reciprocated enough to this man-friend, my bestfriend. I guess I will have to make up for that, some way.
So Rommel has decided to 'go into a dark night', armed only with his faith. He has decided to leave for Canada. I am sooo hating Canada now, it seems that people leave me for 'that' country. Anyway. Seriously, I trust Rommel enough to know that he will go through this journey with the people he trusts and he loves. He will get to Canada, he will sit there and wait, and I am definitely sure he will find the answer to his questions. Maybe become a richer man in the process, who knows? Because I am sure that he made this decision not that he needs the money, hell, he made do with what we had here and he was happy. I think that when he told me he would jump at this chance because he was getting older, he had to save up, etc, etc., he was just putting reason to what seemed to be his confusing decision. Fact is, Rommel, my love, my dearest, my bestie, you made this decision because you want to put your faith out there for everyone to see. That you can do this, because God is with you all the time. I can only say, I love you, I love you, and I love you. Take that, and your fervent faith with you to Canada. That is all you need, my friend.
That is why I have great respect for people who have the courage to walk into the unknown. To take the journey through adventure, for Carl Jung theorized that in adventure is loss, a crisis, a risk. One takes a step into another world, out of one's comfort zone. But Jung says too, that in any man's life, he must take on the journey. One must do something reckless, armed only with faith. No logic, no reason, just faith.
Rommel has always been a person with genuine faith in the Boss up there. He is naughty (wink-wink), a fun-loving person, yes, but he never seemed to jump over the edge even when things were miserable. He would sink his teeth in into work, into love, into life, whatever they bring, because he is always so sure that he will not be foresaken. And he tells me that, in his own ways, when I get emotional about certain stuff: he says, 'smile madame', or 'kyogma madame' (that's gayspeak so you all better research on that), or he just puts his hand over my shoulder and says, 'bayaan mo na madame, kaya mo yan'. Oh God. I will miss that. For even as I write this now, I feel my tears at the base of my throat. Not out of sadness, but of regret. That I now feel I have not reciprocated enough to this man-friend, my bestfriend. I guess I will have to make up for that, some way.
So Rommel has decided to 'go into a dark night', armed only with his faith. He has decided to leave for Canada. I am sooo hating Canada now, it seems that people leave me for 'that' country. Anyway. Seriously, I trust Rommel enough to know that he will go through this journey with the people he trusts and he loves. He will get to Canada, he will sit there and wait, and I am definitely sure he will find the answer to his questions. Maybe become a richer man in the process, who knows? Because I am sure that he made this decision not that he needs the money, hell, he made do with what we had here and he was happy. I think that when he told me he would jump at this chance because he was getting older, he had to save up, etc, etc., he was just putting reason to what seemed to be his confusing decision. Fact is, Rommel, my love, my dearest, my bestie, you made this decision because you want to put your faith out there for everyone to see. That you can do this, because God is with you all the time. I can only say, I love you, I love you, and I love you. Take that, and your fervent faith with you to Canada. That is all you need, my friend.
Comments
Post a Comment