I just came from a debut of a second cousin once removed. I can't help but remember my own debut some years back. In hindsight, I can say that most of the things that consumed me during those times were rather petty. There are so many more important things in the world than having your measurements taken, preparing a list of 18 candles or 18 roses sponsors or choosing a color motif for the event.
However, I have to admit that I'm still thankful I had the privilege of having a coming out celebration when I turned 18. I'm the kind of person who probably would feel as though I missed out if I didn't get to celebrate my 18th birthday with a bang one way or another. I'm still glad I didn't miss out on anything.
Being 18, for a girl in Metro Manila, is usually a turning point. It's always a milestone in some way. During my go at the 18 candles, the debutante told the people I'm her idol. I told her to try to do better than me and that it won't be that hard to do so. I also told her that she should not let other people set the standards she would follow for herself. She is her own person, her own woman. However, the same does not negate her obligations and responsibilities. More so, I told her that there is a time and place for everything and that is one guideline for her to remember at all times.
It seems just like yesterday when I was the debutante. Time flies indeed when one is not obsessing about it. Have I changed much since I was the debutante? I think so. In a good way? Mostly, yes. Would I do anything differently? Nah. Mistakes and all, I won't be who I am right now if not for everything that transpired in my life.
No regrets. Life is too short to live it with regrets.
However, I have to admit that I'm still thankful I had the privilege of having a coming out celebration when I turned 18. I'm the kind of person who probably would feel as though I missed out if I didn't get to celebrate my 18th birthday with a bang one way or another. I'm still glad I didn't miss out on anything.
Being 18, for a girl in Metro Manila, is usually a turning point. It's always a milestone in some way. During my go at the 18 candles, the debutante told the people I'm her idol. I told her to try to do better than me and that it won't be that hard to do so. I also told her that she should not let other people set the standards she would follow for herself. She is her own person, her own woman. However, the same does not negate her obligations and responsibilities. More so, I told her that there is a time and place for everything and that is one guideline for her to remember at all times.
It seems just like yesterday when I was the debutante. Time flies indeed when one is not obsessing about it. Have I changed much since I was the debutante? I think so. In a good way? Mostly, yes. Would I do anything differently? Nah. Mistakes and all, I won't be who I am right now if not for everything that transpired in my life.
No regrets. Life is too short to live it with regrets.
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