Magnolia

There was a line from a Disney movie entitled "The Princess and the Frog", wherein Lottie said, "You're as beautiful as Magnolias in May." to her best friend Tiana. This exact line made me love magnolias so much, just imagine being compared to a blooming magnolia? oh how wonderful. But also like magnolias that are also appreciated during May where they are fully bloomed, I, too is only under appreciated.  But also like a Magnolia or flowers in general, they debut. They debut meaning that they can be independent, can live on their own and can survive alone. I want to be that kind of flower.

         Ever since I was a little girl, life was tough. My mother had to leave just so I can live a good life. Although my father was physically present, mentally he is not. Growing up, I yearned for a mother's love. No one taught me how to be independent; no one taught me how to survive alone in this cruel world. Sometimes I wonder that maybe I can be the only one who can teach myself how to bloom alone. But no, I was wrong; I have my friends. They taught me things that I didn't learn from my own family. They were the ones who calmed me during my panic attacks. I learned to survive my silent battles with their comforting words. With the help of those, I learned how to stay positive in the midst of negativity surrounding me. They were the light of my life. I am confident because I have them. Strength and femininity. Those are the symbols of Magnolias. I am a magnolia because I am a woman, and I am strong because I can bloom whether alone or with other flowers even during the toughest and most intense storm.

      If I really want to survive this cruel world, I need to study and be drawn into the beauty of learning. I always dreamt of becoming a doctor. Who wouldn't, right? Just imagining the abbreviation Dr. beside my name was so satisfying to read or to hear. But nothing is permanent. Everything can change in just a snap of a finger. I used to be so sure what I wanted to be when I grew up, but right now I am not so sure anymore. Yes, I still do want to be a doctor, but the thought of it is scary. Scary for a reason that I do not know. If ever I really pursue becoming a doctor, I would be glad to serve the people. I am always glad to help someone in need. But one thing is for sure: I still have a long way to go. I will still encounter many more rocky paths and gates of thorns before I taste the fruit of my sacrifices.

REFERENCES:

"Magnolia 'Pinkie'"  https://www.gardenia.net/plant/magnolia-pinkie