Hello Hivers!
How’s your day? Hopefully, you are okay today, hehehe.
I do not want to complicate much today, but I really wanted to tell you that there is something really very close to my heart. I was browsing through my childhood pictures and as I continued to scroll I got such an overwhelming number of feelings that were happy, nostalgic and even to some extent sad. However, gratitude was what I had the most. These old photographs took me back to how I was, what I experienced, and how much I have achieved.
Looking at the images of little Riza, I can see that this is a girl who had very little knowledge about life yet. She was naive, flirtatious and dreamy. She was not aware of the problems that were going to come. She was oblivious of being swamped with hardships, failures and instances when she thought of letting up. But she too did not understand how powerful she would be at one time or another.
The images take me back to the times when life was not complicated. My smile was real. I was happy about little things, as playing outside, snacks, being with a family, running around without thinking about tomorrow. Childhood is, actually, a treasure. It is an age in which we do not know how this world operates, but we are secure and are feeling loved.
A lot of things evolved as I grew up. I also got to know that life does not always work out. I lonely sometimes and then doubted myself huhu . However, whenever I look at my pictures as a child, I can notice a courageous little girl who managed to get through all the hardships and go on. And even now I have that girl inside of me.
We forget at other times our own strength. We believe that we are weak due to the activities we are going through in our lives. However, once we look back at the point of our beginning, we start to understand that we have already defeated a lot of things. Our previous experience has molded us into what we are at present.
When I have seen my old photos, I remembered one very important thing I am stronger than I believe. And so are you.
Today I would like to pay a tribute to little Riza the courageous, joyful, curious girl who did not surrender. She grew up to be a fighter, lovemaking and hopeful person. I’m proud of her. And I’m proud of who I am today.
Thank you for reading, Hivers!
It is always good to look back every now and then not to dwell in the past, but to be thankful of the levels you have grown to.