I don't do resolutions nor do I do bucket lists. I used to do goals but most of it don't happen especially my travel ones so I have decided to go with the flow.
2015 is a great year. It didn't start well believe me. I spent the first nights of 2015 crying and nursing some deep pain. But then I decided to make it so much better, because I can. Yes, leave the things you can't control and decide to be happy as that is something you can do without permission. Yes, you do not need permission to be happy.
Winter in Boston was epic bad. It broke all records but we were all safe and I thank God for that. But it also meant longer school year for the kids as they had to make up classes. I was also grateful for my job as it allowed me to stay with the kids during this harsh winter.
In the spring, the kids continued to grow and some of the teenager angst they had have slowly melted away like the winter snow. We have family issues as much as the next door neighbor but nothing we can't win over.
This year made me also prayerful. I prayed all the time. Everytime I start to feel pain or start to struggle, I pray. Also, I pray on bended knees now. I did so in 2014 when I was in professional rut and I continued to do so. It gave me deep peace and unprecedented understanding and patience. I am not claiming I am religious because I am not nor am I claiming to be a saint as I am nowhere near that. All I am saying is that when I have no one to hold on to or nothing to root for in life, prayer kept me going.
Summer was great as we spent it with family in Montreal. As always, Josh and Karmina love spending time there. When I can afford to be off the whole summer, I'd like to spend it with my sisters and nieces and nephew in Montreal. It's a beautiful city and my relatives spoil me. It's also this summer that we started going to colleges to scout for Pherry. It's a learning process for me too as I did not go to college here in the US. I was glad I brought the two younger kids as they were able to get a glimpse of the much needed requirements of they wanted to go to good schools. But I also realized, it isn't really just about grades but the total package. I say it again, I am not one of those parents who pushes their kids too much.
The sentence above was where I stopped and I couldn't think of anything to add so instead golf keeping this on my "draft" I'll post it.
I hope to be a better blogger soon.
