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!
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.
Blurry images making me blind
Still, it beacons hope that once left me behind
Finding my soul, declutters my mind.
I’ve missed two Three Line Tales week, I feel sorry about it. And I’d hate myself more if I skip this chance to write something out of this fascinating photo prompt. Looking at it makes me feel a bit dizzy. Yet, I can’t help but tell a brief tale that came rushing through my head. My fingers can’t even keep up with my mind while typing at my keyboard. What a muse!
You may also want to experience the joy and excitement of writing a Three Liner out of photo prompts provided by Sonya of Only 100 Words. For details, kindly click here.
I love those random memories that makes me smile; No matter what’s going on in my life right now.
It beats me to dwell with so much anticipation last month. I thought, I could write more articles and poetry since school vacation is at hand. This reminds me of the fact that, we could only do what we can, we cannot really stretch time or force it to be on our side.
This is actually a response to a Blogging Event called #mymonthlymemories hosted by a pretty blogger, Basant She of The Socially Anxious Extrovert. For more details, kindly click here. What an amazing way to keep track of what transpired every month. Nostalgia is one of the many wonderful things that we can do in this lifetime, wouldn’t you agree?
So, here I am looking back and making the most of the memories of last month’s account. March is great, no doubt about it. We’ve celebrated our youngest third birthday in a staycation.
I did tried my best to catch up with blogging events I usually partake every week like Three Line Tales and TANKA poetry challenge. I would be delighted if you’d spare a couple of minutes of your time to check my entries here. I am also glad to be able to write Tokens of Gratitude post (after forty eight years, gosh!). If you are interested to read it kindly click here.
I am still happy that with so many things that’s going on in my life right now, my blog is still thriving. As of to date, I already have 347 followers. One of my Tanka poetry – Mother had been reblogged at MorgEn Bailey – Creative Writing Guru blog. I am eternally grateful.
Lastly, I can’t help but share that I’ve finally landed a home-based job that would at least add a few extra bucks to my partner’s remittance abroad. I am getting the hang of working a transcription job these past few days, and I don’t wanna lose the momentum. Cheers to a prosperous April!
Sparkling eyes, sweet smile
That lights up this whole town
It is the old you
Together, we live life anew
Now that we both said, I do
Hi there, people! This is my entry for this week’s TANKA Poetry Challenge. For more information on how to join, kindly click here. I am more than excited to read your work.
Worries fog your mind
When crisis caught you off guard
Life beats you as hard
Until nothing left but empty heart
Faith lights your way, move forward
This is my 23rd entry for weekly TANKA Poetry challenge hosted by a wonderful blogger, Kiwinana of Ramblings of a Writer. I almost missed it, thank God I’ve made it up to the last minute.
For instructions, kindly click here. I enjoyed writing it, as always. I would be more delighted to read your entry, come join in.
It is easy to wear a smile when life flows along like a river with crystal clear waters. Cheerfulness comes naturally and positive aura is written all over one’s face. It goes without saying that wearing a frown is as natural as breathing when everything goes dead wrong.
Truth be told, I am not the strong person I pretended to be. With all the crisis we’ve been going through since the beginning of this year, the demands of raising four children alone (physically, I mean. My partner abroad never fail to support us), and the pressure of finding a decent work from home job is making me feel so exhausted. I just want to disappear. However, holding on to my sanity and forcing myself to be someone with iron will is out of the question – God entrusted me with adorable little creatures I cannot just abandon.
Finding some ‘me’ time is not really an issue because I am not the type of housekeeper who’d die finishing all household chores before taking a break. I won’t let time beat me or at least that’s what I thought. Harsh as it is, reality speaks that time can never be tamed. Once it’s gone, we cannot take it back. No wonder, God created memories and dreams.
Today, I would like to express how grateful I am that God allowed me to cherish wonderful memories and to dream about wonderful things. It helps me escape my present reality for a moment and gives me the will to hold on, to see things in a positive perspective, and to hope that the best is yet to come.