Finally, I sold a few books online today. It was a great and wonderful blissful feeling. Such a small accomplishment but it felt grander than winning a debate. I am thankful to my husband for always sending me waves of encouragement. This has kept me standing strong. I am thankful to my two daughters, young as they are, for being sources of whimsical inspiration...I have always kept the child in me but getting to know the child in them brings me to an all time high. If there's ever such as thing as triple happiness, that would be it.
Looking back at how all this started and how it all restarted, it was a pretty long journey. Way back in college, I have always dreamed of having a bookstore. It was my romance with books, in a way. In fact when I told my friends about Pomatomom's Bookshop, they said "Finally, your dreams have come true!". Of course, not everyone knows why I suddenly had the nerve to jumpstart. After all, it has long been relegated to a wishlist for more than ten years. The answer to that is simply this- I had to be shaken to awaken.
For the longest time, I have kept a list of the lives I wish I had, the lives I wanted to live, even part time. For the longest time, I have kept a list of 50 things I wanted to do before I go to heaven (didnt want to say die, because that was too limiting...lol). For the longest time, I have kept a list, a long list of things I was grateful for. I kept them for year because I wanted to remember long after my memory bleeps on me. But why now? Was it the thyroid scare? I suppose it accounted for a great chunk even though looking back it didnt seem as threatening. Yes I had a moment! I thought if not now? then when? And if I wanted to see my children grow to be the best people they could be, shouldnt the lessons come from someone who had their own journey towards fulfillment ? Shouldnt it come from someone who had their share of trying, failing and picking things up again? The answer is not absolute. I could be wrong too. But at that precise moment, I am reminded of a lesson I learned halfway through my life. I cant give them what I dont have.
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
Monday, July 21, 2008
The good that comes from what you thought was (*@&#(*@^!
The hyperthyroid thingy gave me a real scare. The end result? I am now living out a life long dream. Ain't that a gift ?
Celebrate it with me!
Visit http://pomatomom.multiply.com
You're not obligated to buy anything.
To enjoy it with me is enough.
Celebrate it with me!
Visit http://pomatomom.multiply.com
You're not obligated to buy anything.
To enjoy it with me is enough.
I feel funny
I feel funny because I dont think anyone's reading this. I am writing for myself. For my sanity.
Then again, many out there are filling the same shoes.
You're not alone- even if you can't hear me.
Then again, many out there are filling the same shoes.
You're not alone- even if you can't hear me.
Surviving Overwhelm
Possibly one of the more downplayed symptom of hyperthyroidism would be the sense of overwhelm. We tend to focus so much on the physical scares that we forget that the sense of overwhelm is not a reaction, it is also a symptom.
After reconciling the constraints of the symptoms, I decided I will not, I should not be afraid. I will live by the day, blessing myself head to toe, thankful for each day that I am blessed with a functioning body- every detail working. I overlooked the possibility of an emotional pitfall. I was distraught at work and at managing my house responsibilities. (Of course, it didnt seem any different from the usual...lol!) Then I realized, hey! I AM experiencing the anxiety, that sense of confusion and lack of focus! I wasnt being intentionally dispassionate about my work, my life, my kids, my dear husband ! My seratonin was merely malfunctioning from time to time.
Thankfully, these details- I have made it a point, do not and will not define me. Every conscious step I take after each and every pitfall, I will use positively. Needless to express, I am truly sorry for affecting my family, if at all, with my emotional highs and low.
If any at all, I am thankful for this because it made me value my family and my life. It may take from me, but it has also give me MORE. It has given me TIME. It has given me DRIVE. It has given me a renewed sense of VALUE. Svetla, my new hyper friend, was right. At one point, you will 'love' this condition- not because it is lovable, but for the good that it has brought to your life.
At no other time have I felt God's design to be more loving.
After reconciling the constraints of the symptoms, I decided I will not, I should not be afraid. I will live by the day, blessing myself head to toe, thankful for each day that I am blessed with a functioning body- every detail working. I overlooked the possibility of an emotional pitfall. I was distraught at work and at managing my house responsibilities. (Of course, it didnt seem any different from the usual...lol!) Then I realized, hey! I AM experiencing the anxiety, that sense of confusion and lack of focus! I wasnt being intentionally dispassionate about my work, my life, my kids, my dear husband ! My seratonin was merely malfunctioning from time to time.
Thankfully, these details- I have made it a point, do not and will not define me. Every conscious step I take after each and every pitfall, I will use positively. Needless to express, I am truly sorry for affecting my family, if at all, with my emotional highs and low.
If any at all, I am thankful for this because it made me value my family and my life. It may take from me, but it has also give me MORE. It has given me TIME. It has given me DRIVE. It has given me a renewed sense of VALUE. Svetla, my new hyper friend, was right. At one point, you will 'love' this condition- not because it is lovable, but for the good that it has brought to your life.
At no other time have I felt God's design to be more loving.
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