Because I said so

I remember, people telling me, including my husband, that being a mother requires a lot of sacrifices that include giving up my dreams for myself. They said I should dream for our family instead.

I do not necessarily agree.

Sure, I gotta sacrifice a lot of things now that I have a family and our financial resources are somehow limited. But I never, never stopped dreaming and praying for my dreams to come true.

I still want to take up my MBA.
I still want to buy a vacation house for my mother.
I still want to go to Europe with my family.
I still want to be a UN volunteer.
And I still want that Chanel bag and those Louboutin pumps.

The only sacrifice I am doing now is to wait a lil longer for these dreams to come true. It is frustrating at times but I promised myself to change my perspective from this day onwards.

After all, frustration and stress kill.

And yes, Happiness is a choice.

Screw Meralco

A lot us have been complaining about our electric bills last March..

Ours tripled compared to February. We've paid almost $100 for a humble 2 bedroom apartment with 1 window type .75 hp ac, 6 cu.ft with frost fridge, a flat screen tv that is on for 3 hours max a day. Been using energy bulbs in all the rooms and electric fans during daytime.

What we paid is equivalent to a US home with centralized air-conditioning.

Sure, your bills may be higher compared to ours but we have very minimal appliances. And our household size is small.

Screw Meralco.

How much was your electric bill last March?

Courage

It took me a lot of courage to write about my illness.

I really don't want to tell everyone on what my health status is because I keep on thinking that it's really nothing.

You see, thyroid cancer will not shorten my life, -year wise. And if you do a research about it, it is something that you can cure. Remove the thyroid, undergo radio iodine therapy and recurrence is unlikely to happen.

What stresses me is the idea that I have to deal with the C word at my age. Never mind if it's serious, dreaded or not. Never mind if 100% it can be cured. The psychological and emotional effects are way beyond you can imagine.

Lately, I feel that my world has stopped. Going to and from the hospital to get my TSH and FT4 checked. I feel so guilty for my family and my daughter for not being so brave enough to face this.

Here I am, inside the busy environment of the office, trying to conceal my illness in the hopes that they will trust me that I can pull off my responsibilities anytime of the day.

It's tough. I am hungry for emotional support and retail therapy.

I am just awaiting the go signal of my gwapong endocrinologist so that I could undergo the therapy soon.

After that, I will break free.