2018, just like any other year, was another challenging year. But if there’s one thing that I really learned this year, it was to find something to be grateful for despite the outcome of the day. It doesn’t have to be something big, you know. It could be as simple as being able to smell the coffee when you wake up. Or even being grateful for getting the chores done.
I now have a great appreciation of what OFW mommas sacrifice for their families. It is not easy being away from your kids, no matter the distance. There’s this constant worry, the constant fear, the constant loneliness.
The year started a little bit crazier than I expected. I actually haven’t anticipated the turn of events that happened this year. But such is life, you know. It is filled with twists and turns and we never really see them coming.
I miss this blog. I haven’t been blogging for quite a while now because of all the millions of things I have to do. Whenever I get to find a time to sit down and start writing, I see something that needs to be done immediately. So the blog takes the backseat again. My list of pending posts is growing longer and as much as I want to publish it all, the functioning braincells left after a long day clamors for sleep. I’m already feeling it. I’m burned out. I need a vacation. I need rest. I need a new […]
Goodness! I haven’t posted a single blog for the past couple of weeks now. I really miss it. It has been a very busy month at work and it has eatig more of my time than I have anticipated. Hoping to be able to get a few pending posts up within the week though. Hang on, my readers and followers (if there are any). I have a few reviews coming up. Plus a lot more stories to tell. I just need to get through these couple more weeks alive. 😊
So I went back to the doctor today. But before the consultation, I dropped by Radiology to get my X-ray results as it was the point of the follow up check up anyway.
I handed my claim stub and was told to sit and wait. After a couple of minutes, I was handed a small brown envelope with the printed report from Radiology and a CD.
Whenever our kids get sick, we always wish to take the sickness from them so they won’t suffer. Am I right? However, when we get sick, it becomes depressing because we can’t do anything. I mean, we, moms, also need to rest. And sometimes, getting sick is our body letting us know that we need to rest, too. But what if we get sick with our kids at the same time?
Since my dinner was several hours ago, I am hungry. So, I am now debating whether to eat or clean up and sleep instead. I still have to wake up early in the morning because it’s the little boy’s therapy day today.
If I eat, that would mean that I won’t be able to sleep immediately. Besides, I’m trying to cut down on my food intake after dinner. I’ve been gaining weight lately and I can feel it. I feel heavy.
That was 12 years ago. I was a wide-eyed little girl, trying to make it big in the big metro. I got out of my comfort bubble and tried something that was unfamiliar to me.
12 years later and I am still here. I have overcome a lot, tried so many things, grew a little bit older. And while life in the big metro is hard, I can say that I am glad to have made that decision to leave my comfort zone and try to make a life for myself. I am glad and thankful that my parents supported my decision all those years ago.
So, I just got home after hanging out in a coffee shop watching people do what they do on Friday nights. It’s been a long while since I’ve had a Friday night doing what people do to celebrate the weekend.
So there I was, sitting with my feet up on the opposite chair, sipping on a cold coffee drink watching the crowd in front of me with a mixture of detached amusement and amazement. Man, I can only shake my head as I got up and left.