Absent

Di ako pumasok sa trabaho ko kahapon. Medyo pumalya na ang mga kaso-kasoan ko sa katawan kaya naisipan kong magpahinga muna. Buti nalang at mabait ang HR ng kompanyang pinapasukan ko at wala nang madami pang tanong nung sinabihan kong absent muna ako ng dalawang araw . Ilang linggo na din kasi akong panay ubertaym.  Matapos ko lang sa dead-na-deadline date ang proyektong in-assign sa akin. Ako na ang busy, sabi ni Ate. Ako na ang may dagdag sa suweldo sa akinse’t trenta. Ngayon, ako lang naman ang dead may sakit.

Pero oks lang din. Keri pa naman. Slight na sinat. Malayo pa sa bituka. Labsick lang daw to sabi ni tatay. Ehem.

Marami-rami na din ang nagtatampo sa akin at di na daw nila ako mahila-hila sa mga galaan. Di raw kagaya nung dati na isang text lang, lipad na agad ako sa tambayang kainan. Ngayon, kahit tawagan daw ako ng sanlibo’t isandaang beses di pa rin ako sasama. Bakit? Nagpapakasubsob lang naman sa trabaho. *sabay ipit ng buhok sa likod ng tenga*

sentimyento de kulot

Lagpas anim na buwan na din pala ako sa bago kong trabaho. At dahil pumasa daw ako sa evaluation ek-ek ng kompanya, ililipat nila ako sa ibang department. Ang saya. Kung kelan napapalapit na ako sa mga kasamahan ko’t memoryado ko na ang katopakan nila, saka naman kami paghihiwalayin. Ang saya saya talaga.

reyna

Paperweight

Isa sa mga inaalagaang tanim ni Nanay na ngayon eh ipinasa na sa akin. Baka sakaling magkulay berde na daw ang hinlalaki ko.

If I had my life to live over….

I would have talked less and listened more.

I would have invited friends over to dinner even if the carpet was stained and the sofa faded.

I would have eaten the popcorn in the ‘good’ living room and worried much less about the dirt when someone wanted to light a fire in the fireplace.

I would have taken the time to listen to my grandfather ramble about his youth.

I would never have insisted the car windows be rolled up on a summer day because my hair had just been teased and sprayed.

I would have burned the pink candle sculpted like a rose before it melted in storage.

I would have sat on the lawn with my children and not worried about grass stains.

I would have cried and laughed less while watching television – and more while watching life.

I would have shared more of the responsibility carried by my husband.

I would have gone to bed when I was sick instead of pretending the earth would go into a holding pattern if I weren’t there for the day.

I would never have bought anything just because it was practical, wouldn’t show soil or was guaranteed to last a lifetime.

Instead of wishing away nine months of pregnancy, I’d have cherished every moment and realized that the wonderment growing inside me was the only chance in life to assist God in a miracle.

When my kids kissed me impetuously, I would never have said, “Later. Now go get washed up for dinner.”

There would have been more “I love you’s“.. More “I’m sorrys” …

But mostly, given another shot at life, I would seize every minute… look at it and really see it … live it…and never give it back.

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~  written by the late Erma Bombeck after she found out she had a fatal disease.

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Have a blessed Holy Week!