Now that I’m seventeen, I don’t yearn for the impossible anymore. Though there’s still an inner Peter Pan in me that somehow wishes to stay as a kid forever … I cannot heave myself from the unknown force which commands me to wake up to reality. A painful truth that I discovered early in my life still haunts me today like a nightmare in the midst of my placid sleep. Life is not all sunshine and splendor. But I would never wish for a perfect life. I wouldn’t be the person that I am today without the hurdles that God propelled my way.
So what’s my grown-up Christmas list filled with?
I wish for an improved world where people will not be described as humane for nothing. A world packed with individuals who know how to stand on their on feet.
I wish parents would stop dictating how their children should lead their lives. The best way to raise a child is to let them sprout their wings on their own and roam the world.
I wish women would stop whining about what they lack and be grateful for the genuine beauty they possess. Comparing ourselves to others won’t give us happiness. It’ll only leave us a throbbing heart with a sense of nothingness.
I wish money would stop controlling the lives of the people. People should have power over money, not money over the people.
I wish men would stop shattering the fragile hearts of women. Men should set their eyes beyond the corporeal beauty the women hold.
I wish the whole humanity would start appreciating the simple blessings that God sends every time the sun rises. You’ll be surprise to find out that there are myriad things we should be thankful for.
I can’t wait to wake up in a world where people would act as I picture them to be. That’s going to be a more worthy wish than waking up on a Christmas morning with snow outside my window.
