SLEEP ON IT: Quibble

The OXFORD meaning points to a slight objection or a criticism about things of less value.

Time machine ride brings me back to one very awesome phase when the curriculum we enjoyed separated the subjects of English Grammar from Literature Studies.

One very interesting ballad that surfaces from my memory is “Get Up and Bar the Door”. This Scottish ballad more or less tickles our pride especially when we are confronted with rifts between families or friends. At times, we are summoned by our stubborn streaks on who will open the conversation door so as to end a petty argument or otherwise. Sometimes we let sleep as a cover up instead of solving what went wrong before we hit the sack.

In this ballad, the husband and the wife made a pack on whoever speaks first will be the one to lock the door. Silence filled the house until two travelers arrived to pester them by the thoughts of kissing the wife and by shaving the husband’s beard with the hot pudding broth. By then, the husband’s angry shout made his wife elated reminding him that he had spoken first and that he had to lock the door!

Between husband and wife’s strife, the bitter disagreement continues if both are too proud to accept the realities of differences and of acceptance plus the need to apologize is a no, no and never!

When sorries are exchanged, the promise of not doing the same blunder should not be broken or the litany of wrongs are played back like an 8-track tape that keeps on playing and replaying unless it is turned off.

Oh! Yes! I am not perfect and if I sounded like a preacher, believe me, I am learned now! The social media might be at times carrying unbelievable human behavior, but the one that I read about a husband who regretted not to mind his wife’s way of reaching out after a match of indifference clouded his world with regret for he lost his wife to an ailment without giving him a chance to save her because of his silly pride!

Why do we always wait for tomorrow if we can do things of good today? Why do we shelter in the house of mind boggling and of heart breaking unreasonable state when we can meet half way? Well, the choice is still ours to take and I pray may it be for the betterment of our beings! Let us not wait for the negativisms of life and of living to slap us in the face to reconnect with the special people who once dwell in the linings of our hearts!

Helping others without thoughts of payback is more heartwarming than expecting a reward for the services extended. The sad thing along this very humanitarian mode is when one helps and in return the party spared with a hand can still see some flaws in the move willingly given! In the end, one gets the cold shoulders! One’s existence seems invisible in that case! Whose fault is that? Whose system is stressed upon seeing the very generous homo sapien who once had become a very sweet smelling entity the fault finder needed for the welfare only the giver can provide? Such behavioral pattern only learned when the one was honed with the same pattern!

How I wish the frustrations of parents which are deeply rooted do not surface from ther mouths and from their hands that offsprings grow with compassion sprinkled with lots of happy dispositions and the desire to spread what is only good and true! The worst is when in the growing stage children have amassed traits which hurt them badly, surely if they cannot control the hidden anger suppressed within, then, chaos will prevail not only in themselves but also in the families they will create.

As an aunt, one very welcoming cousin of my parents who recently passed away had considered me not only her niece but also her bestfriend. In her fold, I felt special for she accepted me as I am. Never have I heard any rejection nor any back stabbing state from her. Her pleasant and accommodating ways were memories worth emulating! Her loss pinches my soul hard enough, yet I am so thankful that in her remaining days, I have found ways to visit her personally and through media outlet! Tita Moning, Ramona Dreyfus Borromeo, I SALUTE YOU!

SALUD to Tita Judy Araneta Roxas for the kindness she spared to my parents!
Tita, Thank you for giving me the chance to that heartwarming conversation we had years ago! I am most grateful for the appreciation you had of my being! I pray for your peaceful journey!

“If you are not asked to attend, do not go!”
“If things are not divulged to you, do not investigate!”
“If you are not spoken to, keep silent!”
“If someone pretends you do not exist, make yourself scarce!”

High school Spanish notes says, “Mas vale tarde que nunca!” “Better late than never!” Circumstances and time though, cannot wait so, while we still can, let us beat time! Let us hurry or consequences will stir whirlpools of regrets!
‘ til next ish…Shalom!* (MLDP)