My Mum left this morning for the States. When I was on my way home from the airport, I got lost. I must’ve missed a turn or something. The funny thing was it took me more than 10-15 minutes to actually acknowledge that I, indeed, am lost. Although, I was already starting to doubt that I’m driving on the wrong side of the road. Once, I got on the right road, I found myself asking “What happened? How could I possibly get myself lost?” That wasn’t the first time I have driven in Parañaque, I’ve been there too many times.
Well, whatever is the reason behind my getting lost earlier, I don’t know, but it sure had happened to me before. The only difference is, it was not on the roads of Parañaque, it was on the roads of my spiritual journey. I have been lost heaps of times. I was too often blinded by a myriad of worldly things that I have forgotten the basics of life.
oOo
Life is so much beautiful.
Bravura!
Well, whatever is the reason behind my getting lost earlier, I don’t know, but it sure had happened to me before. The only difference is, it was not on the roads of Parañaque, it was on the roads of my spiritual journey. I have been lost heaps of times. I was too often blinded by a myriad of worldly things that I have forgotten the basics of life.
oOo
Life is so much beautiful.
Bravura!