“You insist on trying to walk on your own, doing your own will, guided slowly by your own judgement. And you can see for yourself that the fruit of this is fruitlessness.
My child, if you don’t give up your own judgement, if you are proud, if you devote yourself to ‘your’ apostolate, you will work all night–your whole life will be one long night–and at the end of it, all the dawn will find you with your nets empty.”
-St. Josemaria Escriva, The Forge
Do you know what scares the living daylight out of me at this point in my life? It’s to reach the end of my days with the realisation that I had not lived at all because I was too busy focusing my energies on the I’s: what I want, what I should have gotten, how I should have been treated, how I should have been valued, or how I should have been repaid for my efforts. When in the end, what would matter isn’t what I had gotten out of life. What would matter is how much I had given of myself, how sincere I had been with my efforts to make the world a better place, and how true I had been to the capacities given to me.
The real nightmare is to find myself on a pedestal I created, to be too high up in my own air, I no longer see or understand why I was made in the likeness of my Maker and not in the likeness of wretchedness. What a tragedy it would be to live a life that is blind to the capacities I was bestowed with: humility, faith, hope, love, and charity.
Here comes the big 25. Phew!
To be honest, I am trying not to freak out. For some reason, the number is such a huge jump from 24 just because it signifies a quarter of my life (sure, I’d be the type to live to a hundred). 25 just really demands a higher level of maturity and accomplishment, and quite frankly, I’m not sure I’m already there.
Since I woke up this morning, I feel no different. I’m still very much the carefree woman I know who tries to keep the real worries of life at bay. And I’m wondering how I’m going to get through this day without going berserk on making the “right” life plans just because I turned 25. Just because.
I better hang on to my seat because I don’t think life will be generous enough to slow down from this point.
Oliviers & Co. is already open in Central Square, BGC! I know, I am three and a half weeks late in sharing this bit of awesome news to you guys. That’s what happens when I get too absorbed (obsessed?) with work: my life updates in this blog gets stalled.
So yes, we opened the first Oliviers & Co. store in the Philippines last July 27. We sell high quality olive oils, balsamic vinegars, truffle oils, tapenades, sauces (by Michelin-star chefs from Europe, no less!), and so much more. Price points are higher than your usual, but I guess that is expected in products that come from key olive oil producing countries in Europe. If my savings account would allow me to stock up our kitchen with purely O&Co. products, I would have by now. Ha ha!
If you’re into gourmet cooking at home, you should visit the store. Almost all products are available for tasting and the store staff can cook real food for you to try. Hope to see you there soon!