I was starting to have a cold. Maybe it was with the drizzle the other night after the gym. Right before going home, I received a text message that asked me if I am available for interview the morning after. It was an application for a job a few months ago. It’s really a huge opportunity since it’s a multi-national company with its head office based in Europe. I readily replied with a yes, even though I wasn’t feeling any better that time. I though to my self, I have to keep going in spite of my minor cold.

The morning came and the cold I was hoping to subside went worse. I was drinking a lot of water already but my system is just weak in fighting cold viruses. I did a bit of stretching just to wake my muscles up. The thought of canceling the interview also went into my mind by the interviewer went here all the way from Manila, the capital and didn’t have enough time for another schedule of interview. So, I decided to keep it going amidst pain. My nose was starting to run too so I had to stuck menthol candies during the interview.

I was able to reach the interview venue right on time. It all went fine and well. I was trying to keep my attention while my head starts to ache. I am not sure yet whether I get the job or not at this point but at least I did my best during the screening process so far. After the interview, I started to have a fever so I decided to see a masseur. Massage has always been a relief for me from colds and flu.

After a relieving sleep for about two hours, I felt better so I decided to blog my experience. It really made me think of one thing about life. I realized that life is not always about feeling good about something. Life is full of ups and downs, one time your well running and another, you’re dead sick. But then, life must go on. Some may have experienced the loss of someone they dearly love. They go through it, they weep, they grieve. But then, life must go on. That’s just it is in life. Until we ourselves die, we will always go through the cycle of life.

Finding meaning in this cycle would then be up to us. We are deciding beings. We decide on things, what to believe and what not to believe, what to do and what not to do. Life is only as meaningful as we want it to be. If we decide to believe in a loving and caring God, then, we find meaning in it. If we decide to believe in the value of our work, how helpful we are to others in the little corner of our office, then we can find meaning in it. In whatever we decide to give meaning to our lives, let us remember that it would keep going and going until we depart from this life. Those little things were in we find meaning become big things in its full essence, in the limited lives that we have.

Many of us do blogging for comfort, as a sound board and even for money but for Anya, I believe it did more than that. It somehow changed her life. Blogging became her relief, even her comfort during her ordeal in nothingness. What she went through unfolds in her blog and her book which is now available worldwide.

I believe what happened to her went about with a purpose. Could it be for her to see her life in a different light, for her to encourage others? There are many possibilities. For sure, her hardships had made thousands of readers reflect on their own lives and her blog was more than a page in the internet but a life story that has touched others.

May you continue to inspire others Anya.