“The mind may not remember a thing but the heart never forgets how it feels to be home.” -@justmeMajella
When was the last time you actually engaged in the thought that you needed somebody in your life? When was the last time you did something for someone that felt so great? When was the last time you felt good about doing something that you never thought you could? When was the last time you listened to what your heart really feels? When was the last time you realized how important every minute of your life is? I’ll leave all these questions to you.
I don’t even know how to start this blog about what I just finished reading from Wattpad. It’s actually my first time to write about what I read and give my POV. I saw a tweet from my cousin @lindseyuritz at 1:03 AM of June 8, 2016, here it goes:
When it comes to fanfic she is my go-to person. We always share the stories we read, we even exchange opinions and we both enjoy our fangirling experiences together or apart. Twitter and Wattpad are our happy place and of course, RJ and Maine are our happy pills.
So I tweeted her and said, Uy bago? and she replied : “just finished reading it now straight for almost 2 hours, ksma na singhot haha! Dko mtgil eh, it’s really good!” and I responded, “two hours ahh chapter 1 pa lang ako mamaya ko na lang kaya basahin baka di na ako makatulog.”
As I was reading chapter 1 and still waiting na dalawin ako ng antok, coming from her, I know this is something really worth my time so I decided to continue reading, and true enough I can’t seem to force myself to stop reading the next chapter, and another one and another. When I reached chapter 8 I knew I have to get something so I went up from my bed grabbed a glass of water and got a box of kleenex, I knew all along I would be needing it; and I was right.
When it comes to family matters, friends, loved ones and romantic relationships- I always get emotional, I’m a self-confessed mababaw ang luha- iyakin sabi nga nila and a hopeless romantic. Even if it isn’t my story; even if it’s just a fiction – a movie, a soap, or a story that I read, surely I would cry, as to many tears that I can’t tell.
There comes a point in our lives, though we can’t totally understand from where the writers are coming from, we tend to feel the emotions they convey. I must say, the writer of Feels Like Home has an effective way of expressing her thoughts. She really delivered, and her style is something that many can somehow relate to – just like the other amazing writers from ADN that I admire. They all deserve to be appreciated even once in a while.
As I continued reading the remaining chapters I had felt all sorts of emotions; as if I was in the shoe of Maine or Richard and the other characters in the story. And by this time I can no longer contain my tears, so I just let it all out. I felt the emptiness, the anger, the discomfort, the betrayal, the longing and more so I felt their pain, their struggle as well as their aspiration for her to come back to life no matter how helpless they may be. I felt the genuine love, their immense happiness and renewed faith.
Being alive is something we usually don’t notice as an everyday miracle. Not until we realize that we could only be given a few more days to live. We see relationships as just part of our everyday lives not knowing how it could make or break us. Whenever we detach ourselves to what is real; when we choose to live a life away from our fears; when we turn our backs to our old selves; when we believe that we don’t need anyone, we actually forget how to truly live.
This story reminded me to not live a life full of regrets, what ifs and buts. It made me realize that we all have to cherish every moment, every memory and always try to make a good one. To forget about pride and insecurities, to learn to accept, move on and to forgive. To not lose hope and to love again. FLH also reminds us to believe that God has a hand in everything. He always has better plans, better than what we have dreamed of. He knows when to tap our shoulders to remind us that we are loved. He lets us know that we are not forgotten and we just need to have faith in Him and believe.
TRUST – a big word that not everyone knows how to give and not everyone deserves to be given but this story shown us that in life we need to trust God, others and our own selves.
Feels Like Home is not just a nice story. It is a heartfelt, well-written, and not a typical story that I am fortunate I came across and took time to read. I hope this is not the last story you’ll write ItchyWittyFingers ( on twitter). Many of us are looking forward to read your works again. Thank you for sharing your talent. You are awe-inspiring!
Kudos to you and to all the other writers from ALDUB and MAICHARD Nation. I am so proud of all of you. Though some may not feel appreciated or noticed, always remember there is at least one who does. That’s me.
P.S. Don’t hesitate to read it. Don’t forget to bring a glass of water and a hanky, tissue or towel if you have to and for more pleasant reading experience you can log on to Spotify, search for Love Affair (A Music from the Motion Picture Soundtrack) playlist and put on loop the song Journey of Love. Enjoy reading everyone. Let’s all be happy and share love.
Photo credit : ItchyWittyFingers on Wattpad