My back's been giving me hell for the past 3 days now. I have such a hard time standing up after sitting for only a few minutes. Add the pain to the current difficulties I am going through and you won't be able to blame me for wishing for a quick and sudden death.
But I am not hopeless. I can still afford to be sincerely grateful because of little blessings that came my way recently:
- A bilao of my favorite Pancit Malabon and a bag of Keebler's soft batch choco chip cookies that my bestfriend Rosa sent before she left for an out-of-town trip last weekend.
- My mentor Ms. M, who graciously plunged me neck deep into as many writing jobs as I can handle to "keep me away from trouble"
- A good review, in a national newspaper, of a book I ghost-wrote some months back, which came out on my Dad's birthday. "What an extra-ordinary gift from an extra-ordinary daughter." By the way, those are my words, not my Dad's. hehe.
- An SMS from a friend, who is also going through a difficult time, saying he's willing to help me out. He even offered to let me stay at his place so I could sort things out in neutral territory.
These little blessings make me smile and cry at the same time. These are enough to make me want to continue living and believing that God is still in control and, in time, all these suffering will be over.
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