Thus far...

Walking down the halls of my past, looking at every moment of my life encaptured in framed paintings, I can’t help but wonder the vast possiblities if i had taken a different routes during my 21 years. The different doors opened and closed to me at every juncture of my life, so significant in shaping where I am at today.

In the corner, a kindergarten child’s drawing spoke volumes. The simplest yet the most meaningful. Each stroke, drawn with conviction and real passion. A passion that resonates deep within the words written and unwritten. Carefully chosen for different circumstances where decisions and feelings are involved. It is their words , their love, their wisdom that I am eternally grateful for.

Strolling past a canvassed memory of my high school graduation, the depiction, so vivid. A true introduction to life of adulthood. A true prologue to what is to be of me in years to come. I thank you my friends for the joys and pains of those days for they have truly sculptured and refined me. You guys have exposed my darkest trait and brought to light and prominence my hidden personality. And for that, I am forever indebted to you.

Walking along, I saw an abstract piece hung precariously at one end of the hall. A piece illustrating a thousand black ribbons with a hand grasping a crimson one, prominent as red blood on white linen. The ribbons end up at places beyond the borders of the frame. Places where only we can imagine and wonder. As I stared intensely at it, doubt crept into my mind. Did I seize the correct ribbon amonst the many? Have I took a step in which I can never retrace? Doubts and uncertainties govern me at this very moment. Concrete and hard to dispel.

What is to come after this? To be given a blank canvass and asked to portray your future is a frightening prospect. To take that one step that will completely alter the course of your life demands courage and strength. Qualities that are not easily acquired. But despite it all, one thing is certain. I hope to one day able to hang my final masterpiece in the grandest of grandest halls. A portrait of myself with the signature of God, the greatest artist.