EAST AND WEST
The East is where the Mighty Sun rises
The West is where he rests and sleeps
When he opens his eyes, we see light everywhere
When he gets tired, darkness floods the world reminding us that He also needs rest just like us.
Asia is part of the East
America belongs to the West
Like the North and South separated by distance
Unique in all aspects like culture, language, beliefs, history, needs and wants, people.
I am from the East
Technology in my home is just adequate to sustain homes and companies.
In terms of economy and resources, we are under the 3rd world countries
In this millennium, I cannot claim that the status of our country has changed and elevated.
You are from the West
No one can deny that you are seen as the land of opportunities
Who would not?
Your country is more progressive in socio-economic status.
Staying in my country is my choice.
I am a nurse and could have chosen to work and live abroad.
Instead, I still chose to work here near my family and friends, overworked but underpaid.
I remained in the East where my heart is.
Leaving your home is your choice
Situations got tough and unbearable that you sought refuge and a new start.
You thought the East can mend your brokenness, but you got shattered.
You got stuck in the East, daily hoping to get back in your home, the West.
I was broken
You were shattered
When we met, it was not love at first sight
We both do not believe in fairytales.
I am blunt
You are real
We both use words as they are, not sugar-coated with lies
You say it as it is and take it just like it was said.
I am the supervisor
You are just one of my new agents
I have lived for years following standards and formal procedures.
You are the same way but with a lighter and humorous perspective.
Our first in depth talk was on the company rooftop.
In my eyes, you are a foreigner
But my heart has seen and heard the shattered you speak and move.
We talked more often
The same rooftop but not outside work…
You are outgoing.
I am not.
I keep my distance but with you, I found a new sense of freedom.
You did not mind that I verbalize what is inside my head and mean it
Maybe, you preferred that side of me too.
Other girls have the tendency to build façade covering their real persona.
They want to be liked and accepted.
My normal self would not be bothered.
I would not care what others think of me.
It is their business, not mine.
The irony of it all, you are the same way.
We puzzle each other that lead to curiosity.
Curiosity became interest
Interested in what the other will say, feel and do
Hoping that the feeling of interest is mutual
I am broken
You are shattered
And yet, we connect like the missing pieces.
Somehow, you and I felt whole again.
When you and I spent time outside,
A new chapter of my life opened
We both know that it is a great risk
A superior who gets involve with an employee under his/her wings
Happens but not advisable
Risky and terrifying
Personally and professionally
We both are aware
We still moved towards the fire
The warmth can heal us.
The heat can make our blood circulate better.
And yet, the fire can consume us:
We can live a new beginning
Or end our lives finally.
From the cold, slumber winter
To the laughter of summer
Then comes the giggles of the rain
God gave our first kid
We named him Matthew derived from the Bible
And Rain from the weather during his birth
MATTHEW RAIN, a blessing from God
We did not expect you coming in our world
The man from the West had fruits before
This angel is my first at the age of 31
It rained when you were born
I was enduring pain from the labor and delivery for only 30 minutes
It was amazing for a first time mother
Most women would endure long hours of pain before a successful birth of her first child.
Tiring and exhausting
But yours was bearable even when it hurts
When I heard your first cry, it was pure bliss
All the worries gone
Bad memories erased
You are indeed a gift from God.
I don’t feel adequate as a mom yet
However, God has seen otherwise.
I was given the chance
The opportunity to love another human
But this time, from my own flesh and blood.
Rona, the woman from the East
Daniel, the man from the West
We have found each other in a time of brokenness
We were both lost
We know what we want
We were working for ways to get them
In some unexplainable reason, we can’t find the right path
We were going in circles of misery
Hiding them through our smile and laughter
We play like we are okay when we are not
We wanted help but we have been denied of it over and over
Not even our blood relations have shown understanding
Most have driven us away
Drowning in our own misery
Belittled because of our mistakes and shortcomings
Mocked because we are unique
Slandered because we do not follow what most people want
Hurt by most people we care about
We were angered
We blamed ourselves and others
But now we are healing.
The journey is long but worth it
It is never easy
But we continue to love.
I am no longer broken
You are no longer shattered
You and I are continuing the journey
Your daughter, Tandiel
Our son, Matthew Rain
Others will not agree
We do not care.
Others will say bad things
We do not hear them talk.
They can down on their own filthy words
We as a family remain strong
We choose the positive side of things.
We have been through so much before this time.
It is all a matter of choice
It is all a matter of mindset
It is all a matter of faith that God led us together to repair our wounded souls.
All did not happen overnight.
It took time for us to finally meet.
We only have a lifetime but let us make it worthwhile.
Continue to love…
© 2018 Ronadel Razon