Wednesday, July 9, 2014

An Epiphany

I went to Huntington Beach pier today and since it is the summer, it is hub for high school and college students to gather and celebrate the excellent weather in Southern California; it was 67 degree with moderate winds and cloudy on the weather forecast. I didn't expect much from going out and actually I planned to stay home and read books since I was exhausted from the long and busy day of work today.  My sister called me and asked where I wanted to go and I wavered from the decision to go and to not to go, I finally decided to go out and enjoy the cool beachy weather that HB is known for. It's easy to take the great weather in Southern California for granted and growing up has taught be to count it as a blessing. Being aware of how grateful I am to live in such a weather helps me to enjoy the moment more.

We decided to walk on the pier rather than go down to the beach area.  The bright moon casted its shadow over the dark ocean and the reflection of the moon is worth all the drive to there.  The wind creates bigger waves than normal and as one wave splashed into the sand, another wave was ready to follow the lead and splashed into the empty beach.  People were playing and walking in the sand but most people were on the pier since there is a curfew for the beach area.  As I breathed in the coolness and freshness of the ocean, nostalgia strikes and creeped up to me. I was reminded of my younger self where I didn't have to concern about anything.  I didn't have to worry about what career to choose from, who I will marry, will I ever make it through difficult times, if people will like me, if I can keep my job, etc.  The an epiphany arrived and I realized that life moves on with or without my permission and I am just another person walking and living on the earth.  I cannot change the past but I can create my future if I accept life for it really is. Life is there whether I like it or not and I have to choose to be happy in order to experience life.  

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