Life's Little Blessings
Never let the things you want make you forget the things that you already have.
This is a high school friend's shoutout in Friendster. It is equivalent to a slap in the face when we complain about the things that are happening to us (and those that are not happening at all) or we forget to thank God for every bit of blessing we get from Him. It shook me awake. I have been listing the things that I want to achieve and get this year that I failed to be grateful for what I have - a happy family, a cozy home, supportive and reliable friends, a loving boyfriend and a nice-paying job (that I whine about most of the time because I want more moolah).
Sometimes we think that we are not getting enough out of life or that we deserve more than what we have. It is sometimes frustrating to work so hard and not get that close to what we are hoping to achieve in life. What I've learned though is that God gives us what we need and not what we THINK we need. He knows what's good for us. I, for one would continue working my ass off and reach for every little dream that would come closest to my grasp. Fortunately, I have learned to smile more and whine less. My temper is yet to be controlled but that would be conquered next.
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I love life. I love being alive. I love coming home on my rest days and spending the whole time in bed or watching television with my brothers. I love looking at them and seeing how big they've grown. I love snuggling under my warm blanket and feeling my warm pajamas. I love Fridays with Augy wherein we would pig out and talk over Shanghai chicken, siomai and Yang Chow rice in North Park. I love talking to my friends and laughing with them. I love dreaming. As long as there are dreams to look forward to, life and its troubles won't seem too difficult to handle.
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Summer is fast approaching and I am going to make the most out of it with my loved ones. I'm going to file as much vacation leaves as I can to prepare for outings with my family.
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Oh yes, I struggle with my weight problems and I am starting to think that I am becoming anorexic. Imagine staring at your face in the mirror one minute and seeing how pudgy it is then after a minute, you look again and see that it's just the right size. I am crazy.
