Memory is a
way of holding onto the things we love, the things we are, the things we
never want to lose. Memory Lane is a figure of speech which means to
remember something. It is an imaginary path through the sentimentally
remembered past; the memory of our past life likened to a road down
which we may never travel again.
Life can only be understood backwards, but must be lived
forwards. We all have our time machines: some take us back, they're called memories; some
take us forward, they're called dreams. We
can close our eyes to reality but not to memories.
I have never tried to block
out the memories of the past, even though some are painful. Everything we live through helps
us make the
person we are today.
I don't understand
why some
people hide from their past, but of course, they have personal reason(s) to do
so.
My wife and I had another opportunity to visit again, this year (2015), my hometown in Iloilo
City, Philippines. It has changed a lot since the old Iloilo Airport has been
continuously developed into a spectacular and modern business park.
As I enjoyed the splendor of the Iloilo River and the Esplanade, I could not
help myself taking a trip down the memory lane. Not far from the park, I
remembered a young boy walking about six kilometers a day to sell Filipino Donuts in order to
build his dreamed bicycle. His father died when he was six years old and
while his classmates went directly to high school, he had to earn a living at a
very young age because of poverty.
When the bicycle was earnestly completed, it
was his first delightful experience of success; he realized that with
patience and perseverance, everything is possible. He
learned to use his bicycle and
ventured to a more money-spinning interest, this time as a jueteng collector (local
primitive lottery) and he became a well-known collector in town.
The experience
made him realize that education is the key to success in life and it
fueled him to go back to school after six years away from school by all means
possible. He went to Southern Cotabato and worked in a repair shop, later as a tractor driver
at night and went to school the following day. He did not stop until he acquired a degree
by working as janitor and a Timawa scholarship from the government, graduated
with flying colors (M. C.) and easily passed the CPA. He went to US, worked at
AT&T and retired as a manager at age 55.
As I walked down the memory lane, once again, I was convinced that when we feel a
genuine passion toward something, it enables us to effortlessly think the
thoughts that lead us to accomplish the desired outcomes and it stirs the very
important emotions that literally attract success to us; we begin to create a
powerful and unstoppable creative force that allows us to create pathways to
fulfillment, enrichment, and gratification in our lives.
I
have learned that what we make of our lives depends upon what we desire and have
a passion for achieving. It is a matter of choice, our choice. Life is how we
make it. Our destiny is not a matter of chance, it is a matter of choice; it is
not something to wait for, but something to work for. We have the ability to
create success, it is optional.
As I leisurely strolled the scenic Iloilo Esplanade my heart was full of
gratitude for all the opportunities that God had given me to improve my life. It
came to mind people who were sincerely there for me along the way through hard
times: my mother, my siblings, some relatives and some neighbors. It is a pity
that I could not return the favor to them, but I believe, I could extend and
pass on their
kindness by sharing, encouraging, inspiring and motivating others with whatever I could
to touch their lives.
Memories are just stories
we tell ourselves about our past; and that is often why they don't match when we
share same experiences with someone.
I have always been fascinated by memory and dreams because they are both
completely my own. No one else has the same memories, no one has the same dreams
and not everyone has the same successes and failures.
As we look back at our lives, we relish and enjoy the good times, but we should
also appreciate and be grateful for the challenges and painful struggles that
have changed our lives for the better. I do sincerely believe that during those
trying times when we were struggling, God was preparing us for a better life; that when we stick to what
is good, what is true, what is honest and what is real, God is always faithful
to His promise, He will never abandon us and we will always prevail at the end.
By Tim Pedrosa
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