Saturday, September 30, 2023

Do Good

 

Tables can turn in unexpected ways only the universe is the one aware of. 

I tried to apply a few times in one chain of acute care hospitals but did not even manage to be considered for the positions. I tell my close friends, I know how to speak in English, at least hear me out.

Then slowly, a kind-hearted fine lady placed her trust and confidence in me and paved a way to create a job requisition for me. I will not sugarcoat it coz I want it to be known that she really made it happen and communicated with everyone involved.

When my soon-to-be immediate supervisor called and said instantly, "You must be very special to our boss, she is really following and monitoring on this application for you." The sentimental me was teary eyed and I simply replied that more than feeling special, I am humbled and grateful for the trust THE boss is giving me.

So it is true, do good. Continue to be good. It is the right thing to do, it is not always easy, but do good anyway. Coz you never know how your goodness can create great  impact to people you meet and they can make tables turn for you in a superb, amazing and blessed way.

I will do my best in this position requited to me hoping to make The boss proud of me.


Goodness. Humbleness. Thankfulness.

Sunday, September 10, 2023

Love That Hurts Too Much

 

Today is your birthday, you turn 55, the 10-year gap between us starts again. I closed my eyes this dawn, placed my mind in dreamland singing to you the happy birthday song while my pillow gets soaked with tears witnessed by the four corners of my tiny bedroom.

In the Eucharistic chapel today, I once more shut my eyes and prayed to the Almighty to bless you with a peaceful and joyful life away from me and I plead with him with my agonizing heart if He may kindly kindly please take away all the love and care I have for you.. because I love you too much it hurts nonstop.

Like what I wrote years ago, I chose to die for you to live. But then even if my heart died when we parted ways, how come it continues to bleed endlessly??

I love you with all of me. As how we say it before, Abadoo, my Love.

Love. Heart. Hurt.

High Low

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