Months of preparation and stress has finally ended, and it was all f*cking worth it. I was worried for a while there, worried that the kids might not enjoy. I was worried that the community might not appreciate the activities as the previous years did. Worried that there are gonna be “dividers” who might rock the boat.
I was worried for nothing.
I saw them have fun, hearty laughters and heartfelt commitment to compete (and have fun) for and with their teams.
It was all I wanted. It wasn’t even a question of whether I had fun ‘coz God knows I am not a fan of the sun, or of the salt water. But seeing them was enough.
More than enough.
And this here is a collage of group pictures taken from the 5 REDx activities (courtesy of https://twitter.com/redxofficialph ).
It’s sad that nearly 75-80% of the previous REDx guys have moved on with their lives, sad in a way that I would have wanted to have seen them with the newbies. But in a way, it’s good knowing that they have gone back to their lives. There’s nothing wrong with that, and this batch may as well be doing that in a few weeks or months.
I do appreciate the now of things. The new faces that felt the need to be with new friends from the community. The new faces that seemed to want to belong.
The new faces that are in fact getting younger and younger as the years go by.
And yes, for the record, I had fun. In fact, it renewed my faith in the positive community that once dwindled because it felt divided. The weekend made me feel that the community may not always have the same views on certain issues, but it will always be ONE COMMUNITY.
#REDx will serve as a house to these kids. A home. Though not for everyone, as any other house would be, but the doors will remain open to those who would want to have a safe place to stay.
Or simply laugh.
Or even cry.