launch pad
the past 2 weeks have been crazy. toxic, yes. but i am thankful to be doing something i enjoy. the more i am exposed to work, the more i want to put myself out there. i want to challenge myself at every turn and be amazed at what i can accomplish. the defeat never lies in the outcome of the event, but rather in not being able to step up to the plate.
working hard gives me the opportunity to reaffirm myself and be more confident. and it reminds me that truly, i have what it takes. i used to think that it was taking me a long time to be the person i want to be.
i guess i was wrong.
i am aware that there are still a millon things i want to do. i keep drilling that i forget that i have hit the oil. i failed to give myself credit to what i have done so far.
it was foolish to think that i would only be considered successful if i made it big in my chosen career. but now that I've almost seen it all, i think having a big heart and embracing life is more solid and fulflling.
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Friday, June 17, 2005
Thursday, June 02, 2005
seeing the good side
i now know why God made me a good listener. it is safe to say that no one would understand you better than i do.
as much as i love you and enjoy being with you, hearing you rant about your frustrations is becoming a task. for me. for you.
i cannot remember the last time we had a normal and happy conversation.
and here you go again, letting it all out. no, i don't think there's anything wrong with it. i rant about things too. but hearing you rant about the same thing a million times makes me want to wish for something.
i wish you had a different husband altogether.
but of course, that would mean i'd have a different father. and presumably, i wouldn't be here writing in this blog. and most likely, i wouldn't have JAR as a nick name. and perhaps, there would be no one making that wish for you.
maybe you're right. maybe finding a good husband is something a girl has to pray for. pray. hard. really hard. novenas and all.
but you're also right about another thing...and it's something that i always keep in mind: that most men can be rotten husbands to their wives, but they can be wonderful fathers to their kids.
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i now know why God made me a good listener. it is safe to say that no one would understand you better than i do.
as much as i love you and enjoy being with you, hearing you rant about your frustrations is becoming a task. for me. for you.
i cannot remember the last time we had a normal and happy conversation.
and here you go again, letting it all out. no, i don't think there's anything wrong with it. i rant about things too. but hearing you rant about the same thing a million times makes me want to wish for something.
i wish you had a different husband altogether.
but of course, that would mean i'd have a different father. and presumably, i wouldn't be here writing in this blog. and most likely, i wouldn't have JAR as a nick name. and perhaps, there would be no one making that wish for you.
maybe you're right. maybe finding a good husband is something a girl has to pray for. pray. hard. really hard. novenas and all.
but you're also right about another thing...and it's something that i always keep in mind: that most men can be rotten husbands to their wives, but they can be wonderful fathers to their kids.
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