dine in or take all?

got this from one multiply user... funny! patama sa kasalukuyang namamahala... =)


magagalit nyan ang mahal na pangulang pacquiao..


**peace**

I FEEL THE EARTH MOVE UNDER MY FEET

Change is inevitable...
Change is like breathing; it's part of life...
The only constant in this world is change.
With change comes movement.

They say that to grow is to change...
To change is to move to something better...
This made me anxious because I'm not good at it...

Change is something that I cannot easily accept.
For it means that I have to move out of my comfort zone...
That zone where the world --my world-- rotates steadily

Everything is familiar...
Familiar faces...familiar places... worn out but familiar...

I remembered during the big earthquake of July 16, 1990. It was the first time that I became aware that the world does move. Literally it was moving under my feet. My parents were not around and I was awakened by the sudden move of my bed--I was in Grade 3 then. I was not scared--I was petrified. But I did not move an inch. I thought that if I did, my bed where I was lying will be gone. That the walls of my room will crumble. I wanted to emblazoned in my mind what my surrounding looks like before everything changes. I was trembling like hell.... I did not move... I did not run... I just stayed...

This was the first time I learned what change is...
No matter how hard we try to stay the same, one way or the other, our outside world won't.
I thought that if I didn't move amidst earth's shaking, everything will stay in place.
But that earthquake propelled us to relocate.
It was a change, a move, that made it hard for me to accept for quite some time...
The aftermath affected me in a way that if there's change, or the need to do so,
I am afraid to grab it...

It dragged till now that I am in a relationship...
Few instances have shook me in a way that should have prompted the need to change.
Change myself. Make a move. Start a new.
But I am still stuck.. Stagnant...

Suddenly the memory of me back in my bed 19 yrs ago, dumbfounded while everything around me moved, is coming back..

The past weeks here in the office have all been about change.
Colleagues resigning, transferring to different process...
A friend had her heart broken...but not her spirit...
Teammates left... but my team partner remains...

My outside world is shaking. For the third time in my life, I feel the earth move under my feet..
All of them are moving... My surrounding is changing...
What frustrates me the most, is that I am still like that child two decades ago that had a hard time accepting the change...
That nothing is permanent... Life has to move...

I am not good in goodbye.
Nor I am best in adapting to what the change might offer.
But this time, I have to get over that shadow, the fear that hunts me till now whenever an earthquake strikes..
I know the best defense not to lose balance is to go along with the move..

There will be little tremors coming...
But the aftermath will not have me crumbling anymore...