Weekly Quotes To Ponder 49

Being a single mother of four and a full-time home-based Appointment Setter, I am so obsessed with my space and alone time. Juggling from taking care of my children, doing household chores and working hard to make both ends meet could be tedious and quite stressful. So if I want to talk consistently to a few people, or to a particular person, they must realize how special they are to me.

As I moved on from a toxic relationship, more than five months ago, I’ve tried online dating. Truth be told, I am new on this platform and I am not really comfortable. But I’ve heard and read stories about successful relationships and figured, there’s no harm in trying.

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For a work from home mother, earning online is really a big help. So even simple online tasks like answering a survey, pay-per-click, transcription jobs, etc. creates a stream of income. I’ve met this guy from India on a platform called Telegram. We started a chat then when we became comfortable enough, started to send photos of each other almost every day. I like him and I think he feels the same way. However, given the difference in our location not to mention I am 14 years older, I knew from the start that we cannot have a serious relationship. Well, I am still trying to convince myself how ridiculous I sounded, like ‘ what am I thinking?’ I did not expect anything, I always tell myself but there are times I can’t help but feel a little emotional attachment and I know that it’s not good. For all its worth, I always feel good whenever we chat, more when we exchange photos.

The saddest word in the whole wide world is the word – ALMOST.

One thing I noticed with him, though. He always guards himself, at least that’s my interpretation. For example, I’d asked him once, what am I to him, he would answer me I’m more than a friend but less than a lover. He would always say, we don’t know what the future holds so we might as well enjoy the present moment, make the most of whatever good that’s happening to us. I know his point but sometimes I can’t help but think that this kind of man is scared of commitment. He is someone who prefers to play safe than take risks. We’re poles apart. And it makes me sick at times, yet I can’t completely cut him out. I’m such a mess.

That’s it for our 49th Weekly Quotes To Ponder. I’d be delighted to know your thoughts, please write a comment below. Thank you!

TANKA 33: At Peace

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The burst of pure passion,
Seems obscure yet so secure.
Like seasons mending,
Bending until it reaches the peak
Of harmonized nature, gentle and meek.

I’d hate myself if I fail to join this week’s TANKA Poetry. This photo prompt is a quite intriguing scenery coupled with the words – Seasons and Harmonized. Truly, I really need to stretch my mind and use all the imagination I could muster to give justice to my work.

Thank you, my friend-blogger, KIWINANA, of Ramblings of a Writer for coming up with this weekly blogging activity. I always enjoy the experience.

To join the fun, kindly click here. Have a blessed week, everyone!

3Line Tales 51: Unseen

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Boxed since time immemorial
Their eyes fixated on me…
Yet, the real me, they failed to see.

Here’s my take for this week’s Three Lining activity, people. My mind started to race as soon as I saw the photo prompt, eager to spill the very first idea, and savoring the moment of release.

For instructions, kindly click here. Thank’s to Sonya, of Only 100 Words for this Weekly event.

TANKA 32: FACADE

Cheers to another week of TANKA poetry. I haven’t been able to write yesterday because my internet has been restricted due to late payment. Thank God, it’s back.

This is hosted by a friend-blogger, KIWINANA of Ramblings of a Writer. For, instructions, kindly click here. Enjoy!

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As she sauntered by,
An aura so brisk emanated the room.
But no other soul knew,
Feelings that simmers beneath the surface,
That invisible shield, her means to heal

3Line Tales 50: CREEPY

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Bittersweet memories emanate the whole house.
Smells of rotten, abandoned things, linger…
Echoes of footsteps, an air of terror I can’t keep.

Here’s my take for this week’s Three Line Tales. I find this photo prompt interesting that it gives me more than one scenario in mind. Thank’s to SONYA of Only 100 Words for coming up with this Weekly blogging exercise.

For detailed instructions, kindly click here. Have an awesome day to us all!

 

 

TANKA 31: RICH

He will beg no more!
What a fleeting fancy, he thought.
His poverty is skin-deep.
Gifted with music, he could lull…
Hearts and minds that money can’t buy.

 

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Cheers to another week of TANKA Poetry! This is another way to divert my thoughts from reality and give myself a break from everyday troubles. Hope you’ll find my entry acceptable and enjoyable.

You may want to dive in and feel the joy of writing and reading a TANKA. For instructions, click here. This is hosted by a friend blogger – KIWINANA of Ramblings of a Writer. Have a wonderful week, everyone!

Note To Self

Time check, 5:23 AM, September 10, 2018, a Monday. I’m now officially 38 years old, whoa! I got off bed around 11:30 PM last night feeling refreshed after four hours of uninterrupted sleep, whew! That’s a relief, for I rarely had the luxury of sleep for several weeks now and it clearly shows in my eyebags.

CUTIE

I found myself cleaning the living room, again. Then faced a ton of clothes that I need to fold and put in the closet. It feels like this day is just another ordinary day in the life of a work-from-home mother of four. I checked my mobile phone in between chores, chatted with few friends every once in a while. Being a single parent taught me a great deal about multi-tasking, self-reliance, resourcefulness, and time management. I am more than grateful to God Almighty for all these.

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I don’t make a fuss on my birthday but I must admit that it feels great to be on a spotlight even once a year. I miss getting a present and a surprise especially from someone to whom I share a mutual affection. In short, I miss having a love life. Oh my, I am now in the la la land. I feel light. I feel like I’m floating.

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I’ve been totally out of a toxic relationship for barely four months now but the feeling of not having someone who loves me romantically have been my constant companion in the last 12 years. I’ve lived under one roof with a man who chose to harbor a grudge over some petty mistake I’ve done in the past in order for him to justify all the unpleasant things that he does to me. While I am stupid enough to punish myself for that mistake, years went by so fast, I forgot how it feels like to be genuinely happy. I still yearn for intoxication, a stare that could pierce my heart, melt the bones in my body, makes me forget all the troubles in this world, and be in seventh heaven once again. I am such a hopeless romantic. I’d like to think that I am one passionate person.

When I love a man, I gave my all. I have no reservations. I take that person completely – flaws and all. I don’t give a damn about his background. The only reason why I would want to learn about his past is for me to understand how he needed to be loved. And in return, I expect that person to do the same. I don’t think this is too much to ask but in the course of my lifetime, it seems like people who have this kind of attitude is one in a million. And after all these years, I thought I’ve found that man. Maybe…

I bare my soul again and it feels great. I hope I could make others feel better once they come across this post. There are so many shits in this life, so many critics that I chose to be an encourager instead. May God bless us all!

 

 

 

 

 

 

Weekly Quotes To Ponder 48

I just woke up from a two-hour nap. Feeling refreshed at last! This post is a day late I know, but like I always say, ‘better late than never’. I am grateful that despite the difficulties that I am going through these days, I could still find time to write in my blog. This would be my 48th Weekly Quotes To Ponder post.

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I’ve been working as a home-based Appointment Setter for about 9 months now. The company is based in CA, USA. I highly recommend working from home to my family, relatives, and friends who have young children to look after. Even when I am still working office-based, I hate the everyday commute not to mention the need to wake up 3 hours before leaving the house to take a bath, eat, and dress up.

Sincere feelings transcend time and connect hearts…

I guess I made a long introduction there. I’ve crossed path with a few work-from-home mothers who share the same passion and we hit it off big time. It’s amazing how friendship could develop virtually these days but of course, nothing beats a face to face interaction, a moment where you could see the person in flesh. I had these two colleagues at work that I considered as my sisters from a different parent. We had a plan to meet each other this month, We’re more than excited.

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Truth be told, I am still having a hard time convincing myself, even as of this writing that one of them was gone (she died from cardiac arrest three days ago). Life is really unpredictable and death spares no one. I still grieve for the loss of a good friend. But nothing compares to the pain and devastation that her children and husband is feeling these days. At times like these, it makes me realize how important it is for us to live life to the fullest, that we should always make the most of every moment we spend with the people we care most. We should always express how much we care about them every chance we get because we’ll never know what will happen next.

What is your take on the quote above? Do you believe that there exists a death that is not physical? That even though people may look alive they are actually dying inside? I intend to explore this quote today, however, my hands are full, so I decided to continue this next week. But I welcome all your thoughts and comments with open arms.

Have a good one!

 

 

TANKA 30: CLARITY

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Vastness before my eyes
Cold air, sea waves touching my feet
Holding the sands of time
Hope in its purest form I’ve found
Observing, salty air fills my lungs
As obscurity suddenly left my side…

 

I now have ample time to write on my blog. Thank, God for this opportunity to join a Weekly blogging activity called TANKA poetry challenge. This is hosted by a wonderful friend-blogger, KIWINANA of Ramblings of a Writer.

For instructions, kindly click here. Hope you’d enjoy reading my entry as much as I enjoyed writing it. The photo prompt this week meets my mood at the moment – calm and collected. Have a nice one!