Dilemma of Unjust Terms ??

Waiting anxiously, for the dawn to a new tomorrow, a new day.

Part of me badly wants to accept the challenge. Indeed, before today, I thought I would not have any reservations on accepting this offer to teach. Yet, upon scrutinizing the re-designation contract handed to yours truly earlier today, I am now in a little dilemma.

The drawn up contract for the teaching staff is, in the humblest of opinion of yours truly, is a little unfair, with the scales tipping towards the board of management. Not having time to read through it earlier in school, I am glad I had decided to hold on to the contract, instead of fulfilling the request of the human resource personnel of returning it to her on the same day, signed.

Discussing it with my housemate and Wonderful Guy, both had the same opinion of the contract sounded a little unjust, with me, if as teaching staff, being the losing party. In the event of yours truly performed well and is confirmed, she has but to serve until the end of the academic year. Failing to do so, she has to do charitable work for 2 months. This referred to the tendering the resignation before or after the stipulated 'mid of September month of the year'.

It's really rigid and not flexible. Perhaps the school has reasons to draw up such a contract, but still, I believe that the teachers deserved a more attractive contract. There must certain points which should favour them, apart from having the school break as their holidays!

Having said that, yours truly really thinks that this is a very good opportunity thrust to her to jump-start her teaching career. It's a really a golden opportunity, again, as mentioned, since she had no prior experience. Observing and handling the students as part of the administrative team is really different. While students come to you for assistance, they do not see you as an input in their growth. Teachers, on the other hand, are worship by some students, as they say. I look not for all those, but am only looking to gain the experience to teach, enough to let me teach globally, effectively and confidently.

A big sigh. My teaching experience bank could have started happily and readily tomorrow, if not for the presence of this contract between us. As much as I know what I would like to do, I am still a little disappointed with the whole contract. As much as I am disappointed with the terms stipulated in the contract, I truly am glad to given this trust and opportunity.

A big smile. It's a golden chance for me, brought forth right to me. Served right in front of me. I should not let it go.

Maybe I should just grill the Human Resource personnel for the fun of it before accepting. Of course not, it's to get a better understanding of the terms, and to release me from all doubts pertaining the contract!

Happy teaching!

W looking for H

There's a Wifie looking for her Hubby,
Left, right, up, down, but still not found,
Inside, outside, but still in hide,
Wonder, wonder, where he'd wandered!

There's a Wifie looking for her Hubby,
Msn, Skype, email but still no avail,
Sit, wait, think, thought but still in sought,
Wonder, wonder, if he'd bumbled?

Full tank waiting to move..

It's the momentum to do my assignments which I have to find back. Since completing the last of my assignments in mid October of last year, I had taken a back seat in developing and expanding my teaching knowledge. I had actually not touched that area thereafter, except on the rare occasions of just needing to read back some articles.

I still remember that it was the same when I had needed to start writing my assignments. When the first of the eight datelines were given out, I had a very tough time pushing myself to take the given dateline seriously. It was not until like two weeks before the impending dateline that I got moving.

By then, of course, all the important but not-so urgent matters became so important and so urgent. As usual. This is definitely a very bad habit that I must really learn to overcome. After days and nights of reading, researching, learning, and typing, having the first draft ready was an exhilarating and a very fulfilling feeling. As much as I was a little apprehensive of my work, I was really happy that finally, I had it out, as the first draft for submission to my lecturer. Mistakes aside, I was proud with my work.

That was the start, the push to get the momentum going. After that, it got a little easier to complete the remaining assignments. In other words, it is always to get started that we never fail to make excuses to postpone, to cancel, to delay to start on what we have to do. Until things get very urgent, until things very needy, most of the time, we fail to execute our actions, planned or otherwise. This is the nature of most human beings. This is my habit which I have to break!

So right now, I must start, regardless whether mentally, I'm ready or not. Materials, I already have some. Drafts' already done, submitted, reviewed and check, and returned. Now, awaiting for my revision and submission.

Car's already on full tank. I just need to find the key to turn the ignition on, accelerate and move! Yes, please, look left look right, but must move, must drive forward!

Nine-Months of Conditioning

In another few minutes, I would have been awake for almost an hour. It's a little early, yes, but then work requires me to reach the office early. Anyhow, I'm not complaining with the working hours arrangement as it allows me to avoid getting jam, if I'm punctual to the dot.

As mentioned, I am now working in a school, not yet as a teacher, but in the front office. Come early next month, I would completed four months at it and entering my fifth month. My performance rating isn't good, since until now, I am yet to be confirmed. Probational period is supposed to be only at three months, if your performance is not too bad. Guess that mine is so bad that they have to extend another 2 months!

Aside, I'm really looking forward when the next month starts. That would signal the beginning of another chapter in my life. Something that I have been trying to head towards since quitting my job mid of last year. The progress has been slow, maybe, in the view of others. Mid of last year was like almost 9 months ago, and here I am, just only to begin what I had intended to do.

Perhaps, it is just me and my nature. To rush or being rushed, I will be stressed out. If I take things slowly, think everything thoroughly, as much as possible, get myself prepared, not just physically but also mentally adjust to what is required, then most of the time, I can succeed. As I learn more of myself, I cannot but help notice, if I am being pushed and set upon suddenly, very seldom I will come through. It's really not that I don't want to nor did not try my best, but perhaps, my mind really needs to be conditioned to accept and carry out certain things successfully.

I really hope, nine months of conditioning and five months of immersing in the environment has given me ample time to get ready to teach. To be face to face with the children, imparting lessons and helping them. I really want to do a good job. My first-hand research shall begin again to help me handle my new challenge! I must! God, please do not abandon me now. Give me your grace, as usual, while I help myself.

-:- SHE -:-

She
May be the face I can't forget
The trace of pleasure or regret
May be my treasure or the price I have to pay
She
May be the song that summer sings
May be the chill that autumn brings
May be a hundred different things
Within the measure of a day

She
May be the beauty or the beast
May be the famine or the feast
May turn each day into a heaven or a hell
She may be the mirror of my dreams
The smile reflected in a stream
She may not be what she may seem
Inside her shell

She
Who always seems so happy in a crowd
Whose eyes can be so private and so proud
No one's allowed to see them when they cry
She
May be the love that cannot hope to last
May come to me from shadows of the past
That I'll remember till the day I die

She
May be the reason I survive
The why and wherefore I'm alive
The one I'll care for through the rough in ready years
Me
I'll take her laughter and her tears
And make them all my souvenirs
For where she goes I've got to be
The meaning of my life is

She
She, oh She

Earth Hour, All!!

It's Earth Hour, now. In the midst of it, actually. What is it? Well, we, the human race of this planet, in our desperate attempt to reduce our electricity consumption, has decided to switch off our lights for an hour,, on this date. My country's one hour is to last from 2030 until 2130. In other words, about 21 minutes ago. Right now, all the lights in my apartment are off, and I guess, they will be off unless we, my housemate and I, needs to answer calls of nature. Of course, we will not do it in darkness. A total no-no!

By switching off, am I participating? I am not sure. I had thought that I had not wanted to follow this, since I think all this is just a gimmick. An hour's off the lights will not allow me to contribute much towards reducing my total consumption of the electricity. While my lights are off here, I'm blogging in my room and listening to music. My housemate and her friend are chatting away in her room. In other words, my laptop and the modem are still turned on, both our laptops and fans are on, and my speakers are plugged and are playing. My cynical side says that our electricity bill will not see any major reduction with this exercise. Sigh.

Anyway, just a support from a lazy girl with nothing else better to do on a Saturday night. Since there's not harm and not much effort required except flicking the light switches off, we both decided to join in the masses, for the fun of it. Also, I guess, since we both will have our laptops on. Else, I doubt that we will. It will be too dark for our comfort. At least for me.

Thank you for all the effort, my WWF wrist band is glowing now, finally! See you all next year, perhaps with a more extended and widespread effort.

Happy Earth Hour, all!

unknowing betrayal

Is it important, the person that your partner dated before? I never considered that question before, never ever, considering that myself and my x were both the first for each other. When with Guy, I had known that he had an x, his first girlfriend, during our university days. In between then and now, during our very occasional and brief conversations via chat, he had never mentioned that he was with another, and I had always assumed that he was always too absorb in yours truly to share his love for another.

Is it then natural for me to feel slightly cheated when he decided to inform me that in between those years, he had, in fact, been together with another person? What made the revelation even more difficult to fathom was the fact the person was someone I knew and was once very close with. She was one of those friends whereby we would still consider good friends even if we did not constantly keep in touch.

As that fact start to settle in my brain, it's really starting to unsettle me. It makes me wonder things unnecessarily. What was worse was that he had chosen not to tell me prior to us getting together. To say that I was not disappointed would be a lie. He might have his reasons to do so, one major reason given was the lack of courage to do so, since I knew that girl quite well. He was afraid I would not be able to accept that fact and consequently it might directly provide a negative impact towards my decision on the future of creating an US.

I am not sure then if I could accept such a reason. To my ears it sounded so lame. My most intimate secret was shared with him before we got together as I thought it was only fair that he knew in order to make an informed decision on creating an US. For me, to know a fact beforehand, especially of that nature, is certainly better and most welcomed than to not to know. To be broken of that news, now, at our point of relationship then, was certainly painful, truth to be told. I had thought that he would had more trust in me, believe that I would be able to accept and handle news of such nature. However, what had been in the past, is what made us US today. I but have to accept that fact. A little too late in the timing, but yet, thank you for informing.

You have to bear with me then, when I tend to ask you details to you that relationship every now and then, since you had managed to arouse my curiosity amidst all the disappointment. After all, you still did not stop to let me know that you still kept in the your heart, even during the time that you were with her. Mind you, it wasn't a short time. I believe you, yet at the same time, I feel sadness and betrayal for her. Without me knowing it, for being his love interest, I had once again, betrayed a friend, over love. How convenient! A big sigh..

my Violin-Playing-Goat

Not too long ago, if I were to be asked, I will not agree to the notion that there is that special someone for each and everyone of us in this world. My stand at that time would be that love could be cultivated, and life could be shared together, if both parties tries hard enough to compromise and learn to love each other's idiosyncrasies. I was quite adamant on with that point, since I know myself well enough to say that I was like that.

Certainly, I did love Him at that moment. I learnt, and continuously learnt hard to know and discover as much about Him as possible. At times, I had to compromise on certain aspect of His being, upon learning something which did not measure up to me. Of course, this went two ways. He too, I am pretty sure, had been doing to the same. I would not say that it was difficult, but yet, at the same time, it was not that easy. Learning to love Him, I really had to make up my mind and make sure that I stuck with it. I made up my mind about six years ago. And after being together for eight years, I decided to call it quits.

I am cruel, I know, if it's just for doing so. Yet, I feel so liberated now. Finding and being with this person now, it's so easy, so simple, as compared when I was with Him. Wonderful Guy had put it simply, it feels so natural, doesn't it? Yes, I agree with that statement. Perhaps, this was the sole most important ingredient in our relationship that we had failed to discover all this while. I'm sorry for calling it quits now, but at least I didn't not let it be.

With this Wonderful Guy, I feel overwhelmed with so much emotions sometimes, even when not speaking. Chatting with him on everything, and nothing. We just almost the same thinking on how love should be, and how it is to be celebrated. It scares me sometimes, because I had never shared with him on how I feel how love should between two persons. Perhaps this is what made me feel so touched and overwhelmed at times when I am with him. I believe that he is the one that I am looking all this while.

Wonderful Guy, do you want to be my Violin-Playing-Goat?

Good luck, future teacher!

I've posted before on how things have changed drastically for me in the past few months. All in all, everything has been falling into place, I believe. Again, this has been proven to me. I guess, with a little hope, we all should not give up in what we believe. Instead, we should always do our best, have a little faith, and the rest, as they say, will fall right into place.

Few days ago, my principle had called me for a little chat. I was apprehensive, since my manager had mentioned, that she had been waiting for me to get back to her. I, on the other hand, had been waiting for her to give some kind of indication on the direction my next step, teaching. So, upon my manager's signal, I gathered myself and braved myself to interrupt her every busy day.

She was, as usual, very cordial and very diplomatic. She then launched upon to share what she and her deputy principle had discussed on the best of arrangement to absorb me into the teaching staff.

They had suggested that I start off with marking of papers. I shall assist a primary one and a primary three teacher to mark classwork, be it exam papers, classwork, etc. As for the practical, they had allowed yours truly to assist in a primary 3 class. All this is for the subject of, what else, but English.

I graciously accept. I have no qualms nor am unsatisfied with this arrangement. In fact, I am really grateful to them for believing in me. I think this is fair enough, since I am lacking in the practical aspect of class handling and also teaching. This would be a good way for me to learn and absorb and also observe a teacher handling a class and also to learn how to teach, effectively. Perhaps, upon getting use to lesson and class handling, I could persuade both teachers to allow me to join along in class. That would be my ulterior but hidden motive.

Anyhow, I am really looking forward for this month to end. The end of this month would signal a new beginning for me. I shall transfer to the staff room and start a new chapter in my life. I wish the best for me. I want to do the best, for I believe, now, we should never ever give up with what ever we do. Slow and steady if you have to, but never ever give up and never stop giving your best and falter in your believe for what you want. The rest would fall into place.

Good luck, future teacher!

rose

for the beloved fish,

happy valentine...

happy birthday in advance, this year...

with love, from the fish counter...

< B-O-U-N-D >

Pick a word!
Pick a Word, for today!

Why, oh why?
Why only a word?!

Oh, just an exercise.
Pick A word, come now.

What word, what Word?
Any word I like?

Any word, I trust you!
Pick a word, to describe us!

Oh, describe us?
Describe you and me?

Us now, yes please,
Pick A word, please.

Alrite, I'll pick a word,
But don't you go get mad.

I get mad, no, never!
Not to you, never!

Picking a word then,
It's B-O-U-N-D ~ bound, for us, for today.

speechless bliss

She looked at the calendar, and noticed the date. She blinked, as if to make sure that the date would not changed seeing it the second time. It did not. She smiled. How time flies, she thought.

Almost month ago, tomorrow's date, she thought. So fast! Time really do fly when things are doing well and all things sweet, her mind thought. She let her mind wondered back to that time. It was all so unexpected, yet so sweet, so touching.

Already with the slice of cheesecake, the one sole red candle, the sitting facing the calm sea, enjoying the breeze, serenaded by the song, she couldn't had asked for more. Just the two of them, hanging out, chatting as usual, as before. Everything seemed so natural. Felt so natural. As though, the almost 2 months parting was never, she thought.

In a split second, the feeling of regret had overwhelmed her. Why didn't she take the chance before, she had chided herself then. They could have had many more of these before, but instead, she had chickened out and decided that she was not strong or brave enough, to change. She had indeed, fooled herself and made herself believed that she could changed people to be what she had envisioned in her mind. To be the perfect someone for her. To be like The Him now.

Well, it's all over now, surely everything that happened, had a reason, she reasoned, silently in her head. Perhaps, that's was what they had to go through to get to this point, she assured herself. Maybe, those were the challenges they have to face, to understand that they belong together, she cannot help but smile as those thoughts ran through her head.

Right then, just the two of them, enjoying the moment of togetherness. The long-awaited moment together. She smiled, and thanked him, after he finished singing her birthday song. Closing her eyes, she made her wish. He asked to blow out the candle when she was done. She opened her eyes but asked if she could keep the candle burning. More romantic, she had reasoned. He smiled and agreed, but asked her to close her eyes again, in returned. She was bewildered, asking why.

He smiled, but continued to pester her to close her eyes. Just for a while more, he had said, for him. He would not do anything to embarrass her, he playfully assured her. She took a deep breath, and did as he asked. No peeking, he had teased her. And then, a moment later, he asked her to open her eyes.

She was speechless! He was looking at her, smiling, beaming at her. His eyes was so tender, so loving at that moment that she felt like kissing him, there and then. She tried so hard to resist, staring at him with her best, freezing herself, not moving.

Her brain raced but stumbled to find the suitable words to respond to him, and his question. Her heart beat hard, so hard, she thought it might just show through her dress, embarrassing her. He pushed it into her hands, asking to hold it. It was hers, he had said. She mumbled something, but she herself didn't understood what. She was really speechless and unprepared. Uncomfortable yet she knew deep down in her heart, she already had the answer.

It is now resting in it's case, in her laptop bag, following her back home. Waiting, for them. Again, her face carved out a smile, blissful smile.

Inspired!

I'm inspired!

I'm right now listening to songs from britney's new album, circus. Not all of them, but those that I could get my hands on. So far, I have 3 of them. Attempt to get the title song, proved futile so far. I am not giving up though, as I've listened to the song from the various times that I viewed the music video. It's really awesome!

Truly, I cannot believe she is the singer to all these songs. She really managed to bring character to these songs. Not too sure if she had a hand in the creating the songs,but really even she didn't, I think her singing really brought the songs to life. I really think that they are awesome.

I cannot imagine that this is the same gal, who just about a year ago was suffering from what ever that she was suffering - head-shaving, dangerous driving, under influence, etc - I really hope that she had cleaned up her act, and am now on the road to normalcy. Her talent would certainly be wasted if she continue to spiral downwards.

Her recovery is really inspiring. Her new album, totally mesmerizing. Hope that she would not give up. Please continue to believe in herself and her talent. Truly wish that I have a little of her character, bounce back to life! Waste not whatever little talent that I have.

Be inspired, continuously, to survive and live this world!

Read, Write, gal

It's has been quite a while since I really flooded this blog with my thoughts, sharing, stating, rambling, talking, creating, and posting just anything. I remember the very strong desire then to post each day, sometimes 2-3 times a day!

I want to recapture that feeling. I want to channel my energy and thoughts and my creative juices towards improving my critical thinking process, continue to expand my vocabulary, translating the swimming thoughts in my minds into words and sentences that makes sense in a cohesive and coherent manner.

It's the quantity that I should focus on, now. I remember posting on that. With quantity, the quality would come too. Of course, nothing is achievable without any hardwork, dedication and much research and continuous learning.

Reading. Another area which I had abandon of sorts for the past few months. I used to purposely read, browse and look up for articles, news, blogs, anything of that looks interesting and appealing to me. Either way, I will gain, either exposure the differing styles or ideas presentation or the idea itself.

Reading used to bring joy to me. I want that again. To feel peaceful when having a book in my hand, reading. I must not forget, and also must not compromise.

Read, Write, gal. Never Forget. Never Compromise. Never Ever Stop.

Kind of, now

Kind of.

That was the answer that she would normally had given to others who asked her, who is he. She herself could not really agree to what exactly was the nature of their relationship now. At what stand and point of their relationship were they, him and her, going through now.

She met him a little over three months ago, again. Again, because, the last time they met, was really earlier in the year of last, for a short lunch together. Prior to that, a few years before, perhaps. She forgot the length, but never did forget the person.

Yes, they had known each other for a long time. A little incident years back, had made them share a bitter history together, but could it be that it was the bitter incident that had let them to where they were now. Longing to be friends again, always wondering, what it would be like, to be together. Perhaps, she thought, never knowing the answer. Until now.

The selected few people who knew about them being together, now, would probably roll their eyes. Too fast, not good, cannot be good, these must had passed in their mind. Yet, probably, at the same time, they were happy to see her happy. She hoped that was the case. She was happier now. Tremendously.

So where were they now in their point of relationship? Both of them had discussed this before. In their heart, they knew where they stand, and understood clearly, why it must only stay between their hearts only, and no others. Knowing the fact would only make eyes bulge hugely and a barrage of probing questions darted to them. In fact, they both didn't really know the answers. Just know that being in love with each other was the only thing that they certain of.

Sharing would not be possible. Not now. Timing wasn't right, now, she thought. For now, let her abuse the 'kind of' the phrase. That's the most sensible, she thought.

not asking too much..

One many articles were created yesterday, I am sure, by the numerous reporters in my country when it was announced that a certain someone was found guilty of involving in money politics. At his party level, where I understand he is holding a quite high post and at the same time, trying to vie for the second top most position. In view of the guilty verdict, he is not allowed to contest any longer.

The few articles on the same news, which I scanned and skimmed anxiously, did not mention at all if there's any effects to his current standings. I am perplexed and worried. If he has been found guilty in this matter, doesn't that reflect the morality of his character? Honesty cannot be compromise at any given time, integrity divided and adapted to suit certain individuals' needs. Should not he at least be punished for this? This same person is also the chief minister of my state. Is he still suitable to hold the highest, most commanding job in my state? He's suppose to lead, cleanly, no? Shouldn't there be any repercussions following that guilty verdict?

He had been found guilty in engaging in money politics, for goodness sake! I think stripping him off his post, and sacking him from his job, both with immediate effect, aren't too much too ask. A person whose has compromised his virtues and integrity ought not even be in the public service, let alone be a leader! Please do not later let me see articles saying that those are of different nature and should not be look at from the same angle. I shudder, now, thinking of that possibility.

Life can be so unfair, I agree, totally. That, the masses can still be coaxed to accept. But I think that the government should not push us too far and think us too stupid to be able to accept such verdict without expecting a more appropriate and fair punishment. To let him stay at his job, is to condone money politics, at the open! I am appalled, dismayed, and never had been so afraid...

tribute to my ping(squared)

I was browsing through a friend's blog, taking an extended visit for the first time. It was really vibrating out positive feelings and emotions. The friend, the owner, has just but tapped into the second decade of her life. A really young, fresh faced, spiritual girl.

In her last entry, which was dated just a couple days ago, she mentioned about how touched she was with her new colleagues, which incidentally were my colleagues too. Yes, we are friends who got to know each other from work. She joined us about 2 months after I started this new job. And yet, she has made faster progress when compared to me, in settling down with the job and accepting the work culture.

A little week ago or so, she was in the worst possible moment of her new job, I guess. She had wanted to quit, and she did. She had called up the manager to inform and at the same time, had decided not to turn up to work. This carried on throughout the week. Your truly was not in the best-est of her health to be able to observe first hand, this scenario.

She had been mugged, the last working day before the new week started. So, come the following monday, she had been taken ill, to quote her, perhaps still a little shocked and depressed from that very shocking incident. Luckily, a part from a little fall, she herself was alright. The only downside was her handbag, along with all her personal belongings, were gone! But of course.

Tuesday was history in the making for my office. The whole of front desk was unavailable! My senior was on her leave, and with both of us calling in sick, there's not front desk for the day. I was a little apprehensive, thinking how would they handle it, especially with my calling in sick. But it was just a day, and my role isn't significant nor exclusive. So, they got by well.

After making my appearance the following day, again, I called in sick for the rest of the week, my throat infection, fever, and cough taking a turn for the worse. I couldn't be bothered to know what's going on in the office and how they would handle it this time. They should be able to manage well. After all, they did before my friend and I came along.

Anyhow, fast forwarding to the following week. I was so glad to see her back the second of work the following week. Life's gotten a little boring after she left. But then again, I didn't really felt the lost, since I myself was gone for almost the whole week. Yet, the thought of not seeing her, of needing to see a new person in that chair, made me a little sad. So, I was really glad that she decided to come back. Even though I did not take part in the active persuasion of influencing her to be back, I'm just glad she's back. At least while I'm still here, let her be here. We had a nice little do to welcome her back, that first afternoon she was back, with pizza on-delivery. Just like a unit, a family.

In all, I feel that the three of us compliment each other well. We all just want to get things done, and not be too restricted in our handling of jobs. Unnecessary and uncalled rigidness will kill us all, especially in spirit. For her to be back, the rigidness will come back again, that's the downside. I foresee that, and observed that, already.

So now, focus on building the lasting. Friendship, appreciation for what you have now, and nurture the relationship as best as we all can, forging a lasting and counting friendship.

This is my tribute to the both you, my ping(squared)., lest I forget in future, this chapter of my life. I've learned and gained and benefited so much from the both of you. One so knowledgable, yet so willing to teach and share and nurture, the other so positive and calm and so open. You both are wonderful people and the pleasure's really mine, to be given the chance to bump into you, in this lifetime.

Thank you, so much.

That should not have been then

In my truest moment of disregard, I ignored the significance a special date might be to others, simply because I cared not for that date. In my fit to get things done and over with, I had, on the eve of this year's new year, broke the bad, bad news to my (then) significant other.

It never really occurred to me, that by doing so on that day, that night, it might leave a very deep scar on him. A wound cut so deeply that it might take a very long time to heal, if it ever heals, and that he would always be reminded of that the cut that he got whenever that date comes.

I lacked the tact and humanity then. A little oversight on my very stressed mind had become the price that others had to pay so dearly, throughout his life, possibly!

Hence, I'm really holding out my arms and giving a hug out, so say how truly sorry I am to be so tactless in carrying out what I had set to do. Really, it wasn't done on purpose. While the world was celebrating outside, I was being tortured inside., and then, I just bombed you! What can I say, now? I apologized, wholeheartedly.

While I had to do it, I should not have done it then. I am very sorry, honestly.

2nd Friday 13th

It's the third month of this year.
And it's the second time occurrence for a Friday the 13th weekend this year.
Coincidentally, the last entry by yours truly was made the weekend after the first Friday the 13th of this year occurred.
In a space of a month, almost, much has happened.
Like I mentioned in the last entry, everything happens for a reason, or reasons.
Slowly, I shall remind myself, again, why I am blessed.
And that I must not be so selfish as to keep my blessings to myself.
To share, with the world, and with my past, and for my future.