Today I realized how fast time is; how helpless we are against it.
Yesterday, I was my mother’s daughter, so young and so carefree. I had no major responsibilities. My role was just to be the kid everyone treated so nice and so well, the kid who used to be the one everyone beamed at. But today, I am older, still my mother’s daughter, but with heavy obligations of studying, taking care of myself and my family and handling the stress of a regular teenage life.
Yesterday, I was nobody. Today, I am a little some body. I write and draw, yet I am still yet to be recognized.
Yesterday, my family was in peace. There were daily worries, yes it’s true and inevitable, but that kept us together as a tighter family. But today, it is different. The worries are forever here to stay with our family, and bad things keep on happening, one after the after. It’s making each of us drift apart to the lives we live outside the home. We are changing into different people, into total strangers that I fear.
Yesterday, I was young. Physically and mentally, I was a child. Today, I am growing up to be an adult. I will hopefully be a parent. And I will see my child grow.
Yesterday, I was carefree. But today, I observe. How much changes have occurred in the past decades of my life. And yet, there is still more to come.
Yesterday, I was scared. But today, I am still a little scared, but I know to myself I am braver than yesterday. I know I can face the world despite on what happened yesterday.
It is because, it is the yesterday that builds who I am today.
© MBBC 2012