it's nice to retrace the footsteps that we've made once in a while. it gives us a sense of journey, a sense of movement, a sense of maturity. footprints are made to be slowly erased by time. at the moment they are created, they get imprinted in our souls. take for example if life dealt you a lousy hand at love. at the moment the hurt is felt, you wallow in it. you embrace the pain and the sadness. but as days move past, and you unknowingly move further and further away, the sadness ebbs. you grow a lil number each ticking moment. before you know it, what was once excruciatingly painful before has gone.

growth.

we grow. as farther the set of prints we made in the past seem when we try looking back at them, it only means we've moved on and we have survived.

we mature.

id like to think of it that way. it validates the point of our existence. it validates the fact that we learn to live with the pain and we learn from it more importantly. when i felt my whole world was about to fall apart, i never knew there was a lesson to be learned in that experience. only when things have settled and your mind has cleared will you be able to finally realize that there really is something to learn. i learned to let go.  and in the process of letting go, i also found a way to love again.

footsteps... and beyond.

i intend to do this. to keep walking. to imprint as much of myself as i can. and i intend to look back and learn all the things i can from all the good things and even the bad things ive gone thru and i will go thru.

taking this life one step at a time.