NUMBERS

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I am always fond of numbers. Ever since I’ve learned how to count, I’ve known its value or importance and how it affects our everyday lives. How an amount, no matter how small could make difference. Logic tells us that in a mathematical equation or even in simple computation, one wrong digit could definitely alter the projected outcome and could mess the total.

I dream in numbers, & I like to look up the meaning of numbers, & numbers stick out to me.
– Zoe MCLellan

I happened to be a victim of a number game these past few days. And for the first time in my life, I began to fear numbers. I just can’t believe this is really happening. It never crossed my mind that I would feel this way and for me, it’s bizarre. I am always enthusiastic writing numbers but at this moment, I just can’t find that feeling. I can’t even move my fingers and I can’t even find the courage to stare at the big amounts of bills in front of me. How I dreaded this damn situation.

The cost of living these days is so high that I felt like drowning, gasping for breath. My partners remittance abroad is barely enough to sustain our everyday needs so I decided to work as a freelancer. I am caught up in a number game again. This time, I need to learn how to manage time being a stay at home mother of four children and a full time technical support/sales agent. And it’s not an easy feat. I’ve never had enough sleep since then, I would be lucky enough to have at least four hour sleep a day. But I in spite of all my struggles, I still find joy inside me. Seeing my children happy and being able to give them what they need, what they deserve is more than enough to compensate me for all the hardships that I’m going through. I believe that this is just another blessings in disguise and I’m just grateful to God that He allowed it to happen.

Now, could I still say to myself that I am still fond of numbers? Yes, indeed! Counting my blessings always empowers me and gives me strength in each and every day. Here’s hoping this article inspires you!

TANKA 25: Last Request

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Burn for me will you
As fierce as your summer dress
Melt me with sweet caress
Entangle me now lest I perish
  Red color and numbness in my wrist


Here’s my entry for this week’s Tanka Poetry Challenge. In days of emotional and financial crisis, this is a great way to at least declutter my mind and relax for a minute or two. You may want to join in, for instructions kindly click here.

My Monthly Memories: April 2K17

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Nostalgia is one of the most wonderful things in this lifetime. It resides in our hearts, makes us feel various emotions, gives us strength and a reason to hope for a brand new day. As for me, reminiscing is but an everyday companion. It soothes my weary spirit, renews my emotional strength, declutters my mind, and makes me believe that at the end of every dark tunnel there would always be a speck of light that beacons hope.

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I love those random memories that make me smile; No matter what’s going on in my life right now.

 

 

Too much of an introduction. This is in response to a monthly blogging event hosted by a gorgeous blogger Basant She of The Socially Anxious Extrovert called #mymonthlymemories. It’s never late to join us, though. For details, kindly click here. I am really fond of writing something about my life’s experiences that’s worth remembering. So, whatever happens, as long as God is letting me breathe, I will continue doing this as long as my hands can write.

A for April. How would I put this? Well, this month is quite productive in a way. I’ve been working on a transcription job, earning a not so decent income but at least it adds extra bucks and creates a diversion from the usual household thingy. I am even planning to learn more about this field and maybe, maybe in the near future, I could do it full time to earn more while staying at home taking care of my children at the same time. I must admit, I’ve written too few articles this month, and too few followers, even comments for my posts. And I feel sad about it but reminded myself that I could always strike back. That there would always be this one chance, this once in a blue moon opportunity to shine, and when it does? I’d grab it and seize it as if my whole life depends on it. So what would we expect this May? More articles, I suppose. Substantial, more in-depth posts, more tweaks to keep you entertained.

 

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Thank you all, for keeping up with my blog. For those times spared to at least stare, hit like, more with leaving a comment and also for the follows. These things never fail to put a smile on my face and create a glow in my eyes. May God Almighty bless us all!