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Change Is Constant

Change

ft. Past and present ID card and other photos

We all know that in order to change we must let go of the things that we don't need.
Change is not really about giving up, it's about letting go of something in order to gain new things.
We cannot gain something new when the basket is still full, so start removing those stuff that you will not be needing in the future. The only thing that should stay are the lessons that will mold you or change you for the better, not for the worst.


In times when we are searching for something, we stumble with something better.
Yesterday, I was looking for my camera stand, then I found my past ID cards..
My childhood isn't really that exciting, but it was something that changed me, and made me the person I am today.

In my elementary days, I didn't had much friends.


I spent five years in Tibanga Seventh-Day Adventist Elementary School, because my religion is SDA, and my dad thought that it would be better that I would be closer to people who are "just like me", but in reality, I felt alone and out of place. And then my parents separated, I told my mom I wasn't happy with where I am, so when I moved up to 5th grade, she transferred me to my previous school. Which is St. Margaret Child Learning Center.(I gave my past SMCLC ID card to my best friend, so I can't add a picture of it.)

But here is a class picture when I was in sixth grade.

And some other photos:




After graduation, I was enrolled to Iligan City East National High School Sta. Filomena
*insert grand music*
During 7th grade, I still style my hair as ponytail, clammed, or bun.
And the blouse of my school uniform was slightly larger than exact size, my skirt was like three inches below the knees.





Then at 8th and 9th grade, I HAD BANGS.
And it didn't look good on me!


I had terrible make-up.
I was new to the "hashtag selfie" thingy, bad angle, bad filters, creepy smile, so my pictures weren't that good also.


Slowly, I changed the way I am.
I waited until my bangs grew, then had my hair trimmed for a new start.
Practiced my smile(Yes, I practiced my smile.), I practiced my make-up skills, and changed my style in fashion.









Change is not just about physical appearance, like, the way you look, smile, or dress.
It's about how you think and react to different situations.

Changing yourself is not a bad thing, as long as you are changing yourself for the better version of you. A lot of us say that it is "pain" that changes a person. For me, it's not pain. It's the lesson that pain or other situations gives us. And it depends on the person on how he or she reacts.
Will you allow pain to change you for the worse or change you the better? Which is being more wiser and stronger. Changing because of pain shouldn't be bad, take the pain and turn it into a lesson that will help you gain wisdom.

I didn't just change the way I look on the outside, I also changed who I am on the inside.
I ditched video/computer games, gave up my psp, nintendo dsi, gameboy, and other more. Then hit the books, which gave me puffy eyes, not enough sleep, but inspired me to become a writer.
I stopped dreaming and started to create my own art.

It's okay to be afraid about change, maybe you're still scared of what you have to give up instead of what you have to gain, but when the time comes, you will still learn to accept change.
You cannot escape it, it happens to everyone, especially in how we feel in certain situations. We can be happy or sad at any moment. The only permanent in this world is change and God's love.
Change is constant, it's part of living. You grew because of change. Flowers bloom because of change. There are butterflies because of change. The sun rises after every dark times BECAUSE OF CHANGE. "Change is constant."

By the way, I'm not being bitter here. I'm not saying there is forever in love.
Feelings change, that's the reality. If you want a relationship to last until you die, it's a choice.
(Feelings change. Therefore love is a choice.)

If you finally accept to change, you should do it for yourself not for others.

"Don't be afraid to change. You may lose something good, but you may gain something better."

 Sincerely,
Grace Dajao Flores



Instagram: @gracedajaoflores

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