Unlike any other evenings, this particular time, it took me longer than my usual routine bathroom escapade before going to bed. It could be that I’m in no haste to slip between the sheets and enjoy the comfort of my bed, and grab that most needed sleep. After all, I don’t need to wake up early; it’s my 2 days off from work.
While I was leisurely brushing my hair, I suddenly paused , as I saw something different… in-between my raven-colored tresses, there were few strands of white sticking out. My eyeballs almost popped out from their socket. “It’s white! I have white hairs. When did this happen?” Not that I don’t want to have white hairs…eventually, I would have. But, this discovery came to me as a surprise.
“Oh, well… no big deal.” I told myself as I went to bed. As I was dozing off, those white hairs came back to my mind, and just like an ignition key, it triggered to fire up the engine of my imagination. Suddenly, my whole life flashed: my past, my present, and my future. Where was I four decades ago, and where would I be in the next three or four decades? As I traced the road that I traversed; my personal and professional life had gone through a myriad of events: successes and failures.
But, if I would be given a choice on how to live my life again, I would never change any bit of it. Those past experiences that I went through, honed me to be who, what, and where I am now. And the future? Well, I’ll just let it take care of itself, as I know I’m on the right path.
I pulled my bedcover, snuggled between the sheets and had a peaceful, restful sleep.