Monthly Archives: August 2011

Are you happy?

I had a little chat with a friend over the phone a few weeks ago. I told her that I don’t feel well physically. It probably stemmed from lack of enough sleep. It’s not like cleaning the house the whole day. I felt tired not from the daily household chores, but from something else. Then my friend blurted, “Are you happy”? I know what she’s leading to. She’s referring to my personal life. I told her, “Yes, I’m happy”. If I told her I’m not happy, will she say I could be experiencing the physical manifestation of “unhappiness”?

I think being happy is just a state of mind. I feel fine knowing that none of my loved ones is sick and we still eat three to four times a day. But with more obligations coming up I think I’m going to feel sick again. So, if I’ll answer the question at this moment, I would say, “No”, but I’m fine.

8 Things I Wish I Could Do

  1. Go swimming or visit Eco Park which is quite impossible to do now because its rainy season.
  2. Visit National Bookstore to buy my daughter a new set of color pencil for her current drawing project.
  3. Pay all our financial obligations in full.
  4. I wish I could find a stable home-based job.
  5. Get a sponsor (from NGOs) to publish all my articles on HIV/AIDS.
  6. Enroll in a scriptwriting class under the tutelage of my favorite scriptwriter Ricky Lee.
  7. Be at peace with myself (have my quite moment, too)
  8. Exercise to reduce stubborn fats and look good without resorting to safe diet pills that work.

How about you what are the things that you wish you can do right now?

On Kids and Gratitude

Her smile was contagious. My daughter was grinning from ear to ear when she came home from school today, as she was carrying a loot bag of tiny toys and candies. As she was rambling on about how fun her classmate’s birthday party at school was, she suddenly frowned. She said Peter (not his real name!) didn’t say thank you when she handed him his birthday present.

Saying “thank you” is a big thing for my daughter. Ever since I can remember, I have drilled the importance of saying “thank you”, through my kids’ skulls. I have always reminded them that letting other people know that you are grateful for whatever they have given or done for you bring you one step closer to heaven. Luckily, I’ve succeeded. And I’m one proud- and thankful- mom.