Caught up

Caught up over dinner with a bunch of friends I used to work with. Some remain quite the same; some, like me, turned into another self.

As I mentioned, I could barely recognize myself as the person I used to be when I was little. I could never figure out whether it’s for the better or worse, but I do know I’m getting stronger little by little every day.

2 were observers, while 2 were more vocal. I talked a lot as usual, along with another sweet friend. From there, I realized no one is considered stronger or thoughtful than the other; we are merely individuals that possess the capacity to derive unique philosophies. We held different past, present, environment and culture, which is no wonder even our values are different. I’m learning not to force my philosophies, and only limiting them to sharing.

However, undeniably, no matter what or how will we eventually turn out, I’m glad all of us are strong, independent women.