At the end of the rainbow waits a pot of gold; but rainbows are made of faint and fragile gossamer—and gold weighed a ton—and since the world began, gold was the reason to do most anything. Gold is the treasure we are always looking for; it is our utmost desire, and it could mean money, family, friends, or love. Everyone inside us has a heart of a child; always hoping; always believing that good things will come no matter how long we have been waiting for that rainbow’s end.
When I was still applying for college, what I wanted to do most was to double major in English and Foreign Languages. Biology and Medicine did not even cross my mind. Tourism was a “don’t” and Nursing was a “don’t even think about it”. I wanted the easy way out; a high paying job with only a few years of schooling and in the end I chose Accountancy. That proved wrong for me, however. Besides the fact that I wasn’t too keen on routine and office work, I hated Math. And it the end, I found myself very much wanting to go to Med school, and now here I am, graduating with three and a half years of Biology, to say the least. Even though I will not graduate with honors, I am still proud that I reached this much, and will graduate on time.
Sleepless nights, rushed requirements, barely passing grades. Spinning heads, scraped knees, stolen laptops. Not only have I had the best academic years of my life in UP, but I also had the best experiences that helped me learn, grow, and best of all, move on. But was that what growing older meant? Losing all our illusions? If that was so, why were any of us so happy and so willing to blow out our candles? There is always going to be that one thing you wish for, but never get; that one mistake you can never take back; and most of all that one memory you would do anything for, just to have it again.
And as we go to sleep at night, we may think of our failures, and when the sun comes up, it may retreat into our hearts, waiting, hoping to be discovered, and to be reborn in the light of day. And then we would fall through, forced to confront them. Even with a warm, secure and loving family, we still struggle to find the answer to the questions, “Who am I? What am I supposed to be?”
After it’s all over, the early childhood, after the years of schooling, fitting ourselves into different size desks, memorizing, reciting, reporting, and performing for jury after jury of teachers, counselors, and administrators, we still feel inadequate, alone, vulnerable, and naked in a world that can be unforgiving and terribly demanding. But that should not keep us from reaching our full potential. To everything there is a season, and a time for every purpose under the heaven. And as what everybody says, it’s time to move forward and continue to find that gold that has longed our hearts since then.
We don’t have to do it alone. This is why God created Eve for Adam. We all know that everybody needs someone, and sometimes, a lot of someones doesn’t hurt either. We cling to our family and our friends like some shipwrecked passenger clutching a lifesaver and we know we’ll be safe. And we know that we can go on.
So wish on a butterfly and let it fly and take it to the heavens. Let us all smile a bright and hopeful smile to make one united, special rainbow. Our candles would burn forever in the darkness of our precious memories, and our flowers, the ones we would plant for the future, would bloom in the garden every spring, every year, forever.
Here’s to love, life, and friendship and of course, moving on.