different seasons

i never counted nor concluded on courtships and the courage that went with it. but lately those sweet sixteen movies have come to a slump. what used to be an endless annoying song, that season of love, friends disappearing into their love nest, is now a season of break ups and some, epiphanies on their journey so far.

i remember a wise godfather of this bunch of boys once said, that the whole idea of courtship is a journey to a decision on matrimony or not. or not. we need to pay attention. i have once fallen prey to the marketing messages that love is forever, is in the air, is, at first sight. lately, all my friends who found lovers in their eyes have now come out on the other sober side all single and separated. the ones we all thought were walking down the aisle, the ones we held high hopes for, now surprised or shocked.

there is a season for everything under the sun. a season to harvest, a season to sow, a season to uproot and go. a season to rest, a season to listen, a season to meet, plant, graft and grow. may grace find us in our decisions in the face of what we romanticize about the future. may we never believe that our lovers are all we need. for it's a lonely place to be when we come to the end of the road and find our bridges all burnt and irreparable. may it be so that we find our families in the light of our trespasses and trials.

for one thing's for sure, nothing is for sure.

say, it's just different seasons. reminds me of that song by johnny hates jazz i used to belt out in the hollow of my neighborhood stairwell, earphones, walkman, the world staying still for that 4 minutes.