Ramblings
Can’t believe the year is about to end. It’s already 2010!
Looking back on the past five years, I am so glad that healing and forgiveness has come so quickly for me. I know a lot of people did not really agree with my decision (to forgive), but I am now at peace with it. Although I was disappointed with how things with Lex’s dad turned out (he is not interested to see his son at all), I am still thankful that I no longer have to carry this hatred in my heart.
Looking at how Lex is growing despite the absence of a father, I am optimistic that we can make things work out, and that he can grow up without feeling incomplete. I have no idea how to do that, but I am praying that someday, Lex will not have to deal with the insecurities of not having a father, or having a father who does not love him the way fathers should.
Recently, Lex has been learning the concept of “friends”, since he watches a lot of Disney cartoons. I dread the day when he starts to understand the concept of a “normal family”. I have prepared my scripts when he start asking things, but then again, parenting is all about surprise practical exams on life.
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Whenever I talk to new acquaintances about my son, they gasp in disbelief and say “you have a son???”. Yes, I should be flattered. they say I don’t look like I’m married. Toink. I wonder whether I should laugh or what. The ring on my right ring finger is NOT a wedding band. My colleague pointed out that I should not wear it anymore since it looks like one. But it’s on my RIGHT hand. Oh what the heck.
so it’s either I look younger than my age, or I do not looked stressed out like the other wives and mothers out there. Ok, I consider myself blessed. Lonely, but blessed. Ha-ha.
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Wow, it’s either the invitation was to plan a (second) wedding here, or to celebrate with the bride since we were not able to attend her wedding in California (hehe). But either way, the idea of being part of her wedding choir thrills me! Gosh, my rusting vocal cords needs some tuning. At least no one dares to ask me now “when will your wedding be?”. anyone who asks will get a smack. From my foot. Ha-ha.
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Rediscovering The Corrs. 