The sin of being the best
I didn’t commit any crime, but when I say “no”…
I don’t want to make this beginning fancy as the perfect life of a Disney princess. Being at your best this time is not an art. It’s a sin.
My heart is pounding every time I get to experience a once-in-a-lifetime kind of achievement. Whenever I am on stage receiving it, my mind always flashes some memories before it happens.
It was a sunny morning when my mom woke me up because that day was the "day”. Sunlight came freely in my room as if it were telling me to look in the mirror and fix myself. I am always at my best in making myself presentable.
I sniffed and smelt the perfect recipe of my mom; she always does that. She put some on my plate and prepared me for a packed lunch. This is always the best.
But it makes me wonder why people tend to make us do the work just because we used to put our best in everything.
"You’re good at this! Can you make me one?" someone said.
"I have a lot to do. But I can teach you." I smiled.
"I thought you were good at this."
People doubt my capabilities when I have the strength to say "no”.
When I came home, I saw my mom crying. I asked her, "Why?"
Then she said, "Your dad thought that I could do everything just because I always do what I have to do for us."
And I think that’s the sin of being at your best.
Written by Seenicaetoh
