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The Beauty of The Next Day light

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“The work will wait while you show the child the rainbow, but the rainbow won’t wait while you do the work.” -Anonymous

For almost thirty four years, I was separated from my biological family. I considered myself an orphan for a long time until one day in March 2012 our doorbell rang while my husband and I were eating breakfast in Texas. The DHL carrier handed my husband a simple white envelope from my country the Philippines. My husband said, Honey you got mail and he teased me, “This might be from your sister.” I exclaimed and asked him: What? I don’t have a sister! I scrutinized the envelope and opened the letter after breakfast. Yes indeed it was a letter from my long lost sister. She mentioned to me that my mother and sister were waiting for me in the Philippines for a reunion, but our father had passed away five years ago.

I was excited to know that I have sisters and my mother is alive, but my desire to see my mother is very low. I sighed and asked myself, “What is the point?” The beauty of the rainbow is gone. I could only stare at the sky and appreciate the light after the night. As a hardworking mother, I am very busy and don’t have the luxury of time to really spend as much as I would like with my daughter. After I have received the letter from my sister I came into reflection that someday, my little daughter might feel the same way towards me as I felt to my mother, alive, but insignificant. I could not take anything for granted and blame the circumstances for it.

I must change and find way to be a mother and not just work and chores. For a long time now, I am caught into this cul-de-sac that I created. I must solve this maze that I made. It’s not too late. There is a way and I would find it if I decided to. Yes, I can. I am capable of making thing better. The future is in my palm like my destiny. Life is a mystery and we have control over it; we only live once. Make it worthy.

Our work, tasks, errands are there the next day, but the lost time with a child can never be retrieved. I realized now that the more my little one gets bigger, I am getting older myself and before I know it I can never do anything with her anymore because she will become busy with her life as I grow old and weak. What is the use of all of these material things if my daughter considers me a stranger? Things happen in our lives to teach us a lesson and every day is part of that learning process.

I must make the most of every moment with my little one. Every second with her is a once in a lifetime opportunity. I wouldn’t miss it for the world.

I bow and open my arms to all the possibilities for the sake of family. The letter from my sister was the bell that woke me up and I won’t go back to my state of slumber again. I awaken just in time to witness the beauty of dawn and see the horizon’s true colors. It is the start of a happy new day. I am grateful for the life I have yesterday, today and tomorrow.

The Beauty of The Next Day light

Family

“The work will wait while you show the child the rainbow, but the rainbow won’t wait while you do the work.” -Anonymous

For almost thirty four years, I was separated from my biological family. I considered myself an orphan for a long time until one day in March 2012 our doorbell rang while my husband and I were eating breakfast in Texas. The DHL carrier handed my husband a simple white envelope from my country the Philippines. My husband said, Honey you got mail and he teased me, “This might be from your sister.” I exclaimed and asked him: What? I don’t have a sister! I scrutinized the envelope and opened the letter after breakfast. Yes indeed it was a letter from my long lost sister. She mentioned to me that my mother and sister were waiting for me in the Philippines for a reunion, but our father had passed away five years ago.

I was excited to know that I have sisters and my mother is alive, but my desire to see my mother is very low. I sighed and asked myself, “What is the point?” The beauty of the rainbow is gone. I could only stare at the sky and appreciate the light after the night. As a hardworking mother, I am very busy and don’t have the luxury of time to really spend as much as I would like with my daughter. After I have received the letter from my sister I came into reflection that someday, my little daughter might feel the same way towards me as I felt to my mother, alive, but insignificant. I could not take anything for granted and blame the circumstances for it.

I must change and find way to be a mother and not just work and chores. For a long time now, I am caught into this cul-de-sac that I created. I must solve this maze that I made. It’s not too late. There is a way and I would find it if I decided to. Yes, I can. I am capable of making thing better. The future is in my palm like my destiny. Life is a mystery and we have control over it; we only live once. Make it worthy.

Our work, tasks, errands are there the next day, but the lost time with a child can never be retrieved. I realized now that the more my little one gets bigger, I am getting older myself and before I know it I can never do anything with her anymore because she will become busy with her life as I grow old and weak. What is the use of all of these material things if my daughter considers me a stranger? Things happen in our lives to teach us a lesson and every day is part of that learning process.

I must make the most of every moment with my little one. Every second with her is a once in a lifetime opportunity. I wouldn’t miss it for the world.

I bow and open my arms to all the possibilities for the sake of family. The letter from my sister was the bell that woke me up and I won’t go back to my state of slumber again. I awaken just in time to witness the beauty of dawn and see the horizon’s true colors. It is the start of a happy new day. I am grateful for the life I have yesterday, today and tomorrow.

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