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So, today is my 40th year on Earth. As I sit here pondering during my night shift work, I am reviewing my life and the journey I took navigating the physical, mental, spiritual, and emotional existence of being me. When I was a child, I was in such a hurry to grow up. That is…
It took someone to remind me of how I've forgotten about the things I used to enjoy and he got me thinking deeply....when did I lose myself? When did I lose the motivation to do the things I loved the most?
I am so tired. I feel so worthless. I feel so alone. For how long can I act strong? For how long can I keep up this fake smile? When all I wanted is to scream! For how long will I be used by the people I love? I am so tired. My body is…
It seems to me that the universe or fate gave me my children to save me.
People were asking me why? And I would just reply, "Because I am an Uber Hero." It's because fighting, being a life saver, a volunteer and going to work makes me feel alive.
Slow, baby steps, live life to the fullest but not the YOLO type. Life is the longest journey and we don't want to be caught unaware by doing YOLO.
We all experience setbacks and today was one of them, while some tends to stay grumpy, I searched for the positive. Good things I have seen today despite of not being able to see my new doctor because the schedules are not updated online. 1. Two children waiting for their turn outside their pedia doctor’s…
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To the man I love and loves me back, Thank you so much for choosing me. I know there are times that you may or may not have regrets in marrying someone like me, riddled with diseases, a ticking time bomb who will pass ahead of you in this life time. We never know.
When you think about a pregnancy and you think about the beginnings of a human being forming and all the things that have to go perfectly, it really and truly is a miracle when it happens. You have two sets of genetic material coming together that have to divide, and sometimes things go wrong. The simplest way to think about it is that miscarriage is sort of nature's way of making sure that a human being is compatible with life.
The Recluse Soul 