I felt that I just have to repost this. My dear friend and kapatid, Kevin Soriano, did a blogpost entitled In Search of a Window, that talked about the problem that he encountered and how I was able to help him. Well, I didn't post this to boast about it, but to encourage you guys that whenever you feel that someone needs a helping hand or ear, be there and don't hesitate. I really didn't help him much, though, but I did what I can. But my efforts didn't go to waste naman, diba? It really makes me happy that I made someone feel better---it always does. :D
So, here goes his blogpost...and take time to remember who did those things for you, too. Don't forget to drop them a line and show them that they are important :D
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Friends are blessings from God. And as for me, a friend is the greatest gift one could possibly have.
They say that when all else fails and falls down, only a true friend would remain beside you. When the ocean continues to beat against the stone, when the storm continues pouring down upon your vulnerable heart, I think God simply touches you, holds your hand, kisses you on the forehead and tells you that everything’s all right through a special person in life that we come to call as a friend.
I suppose this entry has just written itself. Not of wonder, not of necessity, but because it is perhaps a means of my expression of overflowing thanksgiving to such a friend. A dedication, to that respect as I simply see it befitting.
I could say that I never failed to acknowledge someone when he or she helped me at times when I needed it. But what really blesses my heart to this extent is the life of a very dear friend.
And all it took was a single night to make me realize that. It might not look that significant, really. But in truth, it is.
I have been depressed for the past few weeks on a lot of things and it went into its peak one Saturday night. Passing it off as a ‘mood swing’, I left from where I was staying and decided to go home and perhaps, let it drift with me in my sleep. I used the safe excuse, ‘I wasn’t feeling well’ to go past any barriers I might encounter. And I did manage to leave without any questions to cater. But at home, I remained restless. And as I am, I spent virtually my whole time contemplating how come things seem to go wrong.
That night, I was in one of those all-time lows. Maybe I have already said it before; because I was a perfectionist, whenever I failed on anything that I know I could’ve done right, it depresses me deeply. At times, I even lose sleep because of those. And that night was just like one of those scenarios.
I was shutting the doors to keep the rest unaware that I was already struggling. At the same time, I was looking for a window- an outlet where I could honestly confess the truth of what I was facing.
And I did find it when I received a text message from my kapatid.
It wasn’t anything strange since my kapatid and I consistently keep in touch in that manner. But strange as it is, her text brought me a measure of hope.
She has always been my confidant and a friend who has my fullest trust. At some points, we were opposites- she being an outgoing and sociable type whilst I am a reticent and choosy sort. So sometimes I still wonder how the friendship began and ended up as it is. But as for me, it doesn’t seem to matter. For apparently, she is my kapatid, as we call each other. And even though our ages only differ in a matter of months, I really learn a lot of things originally unfamiliar to me through her sharing- and through those, I somehow ‘acquire’ the experiences and I become more aware of the other slices of life. I never hesitated to share anything to her, knowing all those would be in her safekeeping. And summing it all up, she was the greatest friend I ever met. And on top of that, it was barely a year and a half since we knew each other.
Perhaps, that was the reason why her intervention in my period of struggling was like a ray of light pervading the void.
After a short while, she mentioned that she heard from the others that I wasn’t ‘feeling well’, which was in contrary to her opinion, seeing that I didn’t seem to be so.
Well, I really wasn’t feeling well. I just didn’t say whether it was in the physical aspect or not. And it went on. But I really don’t want to disclose much of it to her by then, valuing the fact that she would be leading the congregational worship the following day and that she was supposed to prepare for that.
And indeed, she needn’t have any more details. She provided a remedy, asking me “What should I pray for you, kapatid?”
It was just a simple gesture among Christian friends but it meant a lot more to me. It was a proof that indeed, I received a kiss from heaven through the life of this kapatid of mine. And I couldn’t ask for anything more. It was more than enough to bring me to my knees in gratitude.
And so, the greatest assurance that I have in myself is that I know that somewhere out there is someone who does understand me, despite of our differences; despite of my shortcomings wherein I should’ve given the better half and presented the stronger front.
I’m really thankful to the Lord that he gave me my kapatid. And how I wish that soon, that kapatid of mine would manage to stumble over this entry, if this would be the least thing I could do to tell her how grateful I am to find the dearest of friends in her.
Thank you, kapatid. From the bottom of my heart, I thank you.
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There. I feel so happy about it :) The original blog entry could be found at http://lumumbabibbo.multiply.com/journal/item/5/In_Search_of_a_Window
Thank you, kapatid. sobra :D
