Friday, August 14, 2015

Lamingtons. The good stuff

The good stuff in life.  They come once in a while.  Just like lamingtons.

Coming from a lower middle class family, lamingtons used to be a bit expensive in primary school.  I go hungry just so I could have a piece during recess.  Then I'd have nothing for lunch.  And this actually happens like more than once a week. 

I learned my lesson and upon leaving primary school, I'd have lamingtons only on occasion.

Lamingtons are always good treats.  They represent the good stuff.  The stuff that we don't get all the time.  The special things.  The good times.  The treats in life.

Truth is, lamingtons will get eaten up eventually.  They go mold if left uneaten.  They are too sweet and would attract unwanted insects.  They don't linger long.  New ones have to be made every time.

Sad to say, lamingtons are temporary.

Good times are like lamingtons.  They don't stick around.  They leave, sometimes too soon.  Sometimes so unexpected.  Good people don't always stick around too.  They leave.  They depart.

Alas!  Good times, just like lamingtons, are momentary.

Savor the good times.  Appreciate the beauty of your present situation.  Every situation whether good or bad has its own beauty.  There's always a good in everyone you meet.  One just has to have the eye for it.

Be grateful for the people around you.  People matter.   Put family first.  Prioritise.

Life goes on.  Tomorrow will always come.  A new day.  A different time.  A change.

I still look forward to eating lamingtons whenever the chance arises.  I look foward to good times. Times of enjoyment.  I live for these times.  I spend my money on little temporary pleasures and lamingtons are still my faves. 

I am learning though.

I'm learning to have my own lamingtons.  They come in all situations, shapes and sizes.  I'm learning to learn from every situation I'm in.  Good or bad.  I'm learning from every encounter I have with every person I meet.  To accept that there's a reason for every meeting.  Whether long or short.

I'm learning to love my type of lamingtons.  The good stuff in life. 

My good stuff. They come every once in a while.  Seldom.  Other types quite often.  Still other types more often than expected.  More regular than I would have welcomed.  More bad than good.  More lows than highs.  More gloom than light.  But they are my good stuff in life.  They are my type of lamingtons.

I'm learning to speak beauty into my situation.  My highs and my lows.  My good stuff.  My lamingtons.  I love.

Love, Ny.

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