Reflections

I had a falling out with my cousin because I stopped
talking to her. She spanked my child which was unacceptable
to me. So I didn't speak to her for 4 years

Then last Sunday I saw her and I talked to her and
though I can't forget what she did to my son. I
just learned to let it go and moved on from that incident.

Then I realized that maybe that's the reason that I
was sent back to the Philippines.To fix loose ends,
fix the bridges and mend relationships.
St Therese once said that Where You are right now is where you are meant to be.
(Make sense!!)So I'll wait and wait till God says that it's time
to leave. Lately the odds are stacked against us. It's like
everything and everyone is pulling us to stay here. Even If I want
to go and leave.

And So I say Thy Will be done Lord!!! Thy will be done

A message

Just when I started to fall in to depression again my best friend sent me an offline message.All this is just temporary. Patience is a virtue. God is listening to your prayers. Keep praying and remember that everything in life has a purpose and a reason behind it. God bless and take care. I know that God is working through her because she knew what I was going through even I didn't say it and she doesn't read my blogs.God is great indeed!!

Pondering

I know I may sound ungrateful or whatever but the
truth is I'm not happy here in the Philippines.
In all honesty i feel like I don't belong here anymore.
I feel like I don't fit in anymore. Initially I was
happy to be home and enjoyed the life the we left behind.
But after the novelty wore off I began to say what now?
What next?

Though I was only gone for 18 months.
I got used to the fact that we were on our
own and that we had to make our own decisions.
The move was the best thing we ever did.We
became a stronger family. Now that we're home
some people think that they have a say
as to how we run our lives.
I don't like it at all but I can't say it out loud
because I don't want to hurt anyone's feelings.
I don't want to be branded as ungrateful.
I'm so grateful for the love the help and the support.
In my heart I know that Philbert and I did what we thought is
the best for our family and I still do.
But somehow I find myself thinking about the what if's.

That's why I'm itching to migrate and to move
again to give it another shot and start anew.
I know that they say that there's no place
like home. But why does it feel like this
isn't for us anymore?