THE LESSONS WE TAKE TO HEART

Whether you like to admit it or not, you can easily pass judgment on the next person, even when you have zero knowledge of who they may be, what they are going through or what stories are swirling in their system. I cannot blame you, because despite an overriding sense of morals and propriety, nestled in the depths of the human condition is a desire to cast people in a certain light, shove them in boxes they are hardly aware of, and even force a conviction that is far beyond what they actually are. Whatever the case for this delusion, it somehow makes one feel better not knowing the other end of the social spectrum, which only stacks up the frequency and magnitude of such inconclusive verdicts.

For example, to the onlooker, the life and times of Heart Evangelista Escudero is the stuff of fairytales, what with the published and shared details of her life are dictionary definitions of glitzy and glamorous. With nary a crease on her enviable selection of fashion to an absence of even the littlest hair sticking out, she always appears graceful, put together, with a touch of red lipstick and a fanned