08 - Wisdom in Broken Things

Since the blackout weeks ago due to the Typhoon Haiyan (commonly known as Yolanda in the PH), our microwave stopped working properly. A loud noise erupts from it every time it is plugged; thus lead us to the conclusion that the thing is broken and in need of repair. I was on the verge of telling my mom that we should probably replace it, but argued against it as she was determined to have it sent to the repair shop instead. See, my mom was 35 when she had me. We came from two very different generations. During her time, broken things are fixed not replaced. During our time, we practically replace things that are broken, even those that are only worn-down.

This morning, despite the knowledge that our microwave isn't working, I opened the thing and had my spaghetti heated. To my surprise, the loud noise was gone, the food was heated properly, and there was no sign nor indication that it was broken at all. And then it dawned on me: there is wisdom in broken things.

Some things, some people, fix themselves on their own, in their own given time. It is not something that one could impose on them. You cannot force someone to be okay when he/she is not. We should give him/her the time to get into terms with himself/herself. And while it's true that time could only heal wounds, but retains the scars, I personally believe we could choose how we wear those scars.

The heart is a resilient thing. It can never be irreparably broken.

08.25.14