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Getting on in Years

7/24/2017

I was in the car early morning and I suddenly glanced at the sun visor mirror. I thought I saw a grey hair just above the side of my forehead. I leaned towards the mirror and looked more closely. Ah, it is really a grey hair. I’m getting older- definitely.

And so my head started to spin. Did I miss anything? Realizations dawned.

Kids call me “tita” – well for my children’s friends and classmates, I guess it’s okay- obviously. But those who are already employed ( or been working like me for many years) calling me “tita” also?? Or when I go to the hospital, nurses call me same. And I was like, yeah dude, any mirror in this place? And my co-workers in the company call me “ate”- well, that’s okay.
Waking really early or maybe I’ve just gotten used to it, not sure. My Dad used to tell us that adults tend to sleep less as they age. I cannot contest that. I have always been a sleeper when I was younger, but now, a few hours dozed off is often enough for me. Stress?? Maybe.
Debates and arguments – oh I used to love them. One day, I just figured out that I don’t wanna engage more. I mean sometimes I still cannot help it but I learned how to choose my battles. I realized that doing healthy confrontations and having negotiation skills are subtle signs of maturity.
Metabolism slows down. I try to exercise as much as I can but doesn’t seem to work anyway. This part of aging is a problem. What irritates me a little is growing fatter. It irritates me that if I eat what I want to eat, it shows. Oh tell me it’s hard to burn calories!

Am I not cool anymore ( or was I ever?! –lol)? One thing is certain- I am happy with what and how my life has turned out to be, and I do believe that I still have a lot to do and achieve in the coming years. Cheers to more wisdom and years!

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Small Things Matter

7/16/2017

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"Not all of us can do great things. But we can do small things with great love."

There are times when I feel weary doing the same tasks every day. At work, the same routine and at home, all the chores. Sometimes I feel like doing the same things all the time loses the very meaning and purpose of the tasks, and that perhaps nobody really care whether it is done or not. I’m not spared from injustices at work and I’m never always appreciated. I sometimes feel that my efforts are unnoticed and the tasks I do seem unimportant.

And yet the more I think about it, I realize that every small choice I make, every small act or task I do impacts the people I love. I think about my family and those who are closest to me, and I realize that every small thing I do is worth doing. Yes. Small things done with purpose matter. Small things done with passion and love are a big deal.

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Happiness

What makes me happy?

People. Everyone around me who believes and inspires me- my family, my husband, my two beautiful girls, my friends and colleagues.

Life itself is a happy experience. The world is a happy place.

I had my own share of struggles, life was not easy for us back then but my Dad taught me how to believe in myself, work hard , be kind and to be strong. He inspired me to go out of my comfort zone. He used to tell me that the possibilities in life are endless and so I believed him.

l Iost him quite a few years ago but he has left me with so much inspiration to follow my dreams - to visit places I have only dreamt of or have seen in the movies when I was little and to do things I thought were only for the privileged few.

Wherever I go, I always remember my Dad, wishing he could see me from afar and somehow be proud of me as I have always been so proud of him. Life is short and I promised him that I would make the most of mine.

Travelling makes me happy and in all other things, I choose happiness. We all should- always..

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