I actually thought of posting a blog yesterday but things got in the way as usual, it was a busy, busy day. Finally, Josef and I were able to finish cleaning the garden and trimming the carabao grass. It looks more like a garden now, thank God.
How I wish the thunderstorms we’re having every afternoon would let up a bit and let me enjoy the sun all day long. The heavy downpour yesterday made going home an agony for most commuters. My daughter and son-in-law got stuck in traffic for around two hours when on normal days, travel time is only about thirty to forty-five minutes. I told them to always have something to munch on inside the car for such eventualities. I left the corporate world fourteen years ago, but sometimes I miss the daily commute, the camaraderie we had with fellow commuters and office mates. Back in those days, we had carpooling , sharing a ride with friends who lived in the same area so travel time was more enjoyable than the options public commuters have now, jostling with a big crowd, waiting in line on MRT trains that frequently break down, smelling the exhaust fumes of motor vehicles, buses and jeepneys in all corners of Metro Manila. These are those times that I am grateful to be in the comfort of our home sans the traffic and everything that goes with it.
I am glad October is finally here. It’s my birth month so I am excited. Time flies! I don’t mind growing old really, I am just grateful and thankful for all the blessings in my life. At times though, unseen problems show their ugly faces but what is life without challenges? Wear age with grace – never mind the grey hair that show regularly like a proud crown on your head, never mind the aching joints that make you sometime sleepless, never mind the wrinkles that crop up before you can even say, “gosh, I am getting old”. Two years from now, I will be able to line up at the senior lane in supermarkets. Two years from now, I will be able to buy medicines at a discount. Two years from now, I won’t have to pay Philhealth contributions so I could enjoy the benefits attached to it. Two years from now, when Nate turns four, I will be able to teach him to read by himself and appreciate nature through the camera lens. You see, happiness is how you make it. Getting another year older won’t be a hindrance though, it somehow makes life something to cherish even more.