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!