We do not know how fortunate we are until we hear and witness the real meaning of a hard and difficult life.
Riding the train with my sister I heard conversations of Filipinos on how they budget their money for their family.
I am soooo shameful of myself listening to their stories because I whine, complain and want to quit work because I feel its too much for me. I earn 10 times more than those people and I could afford most of the luxuries they are dreaming about.
I heard how they cut down on their phone bills just to survive working abroad , sacrificing not to hear the voices of their family to put food on the table.
I have tray and stacks full of cosmetics and a closet full of clothes then I hear them saying they got a pretty good sale deal with the bag and sandals they are wearing.
I went to lucky plaza at Orchard Rd in Singapore with my sister and there I saw a building full of Filipinos going to the different padala and remittance center. I was soo overwhelmed, I just saw those scenarios on movies and on TV. The OFW are truly the new breed of unsung heroes. My sister saw how culture shocked I was with the things I witnessed.
Me and my sister have not experienced a difficult life only the work related stress we have that bothers us and our parents live a comfortable life as well.
Thus, I thank God for the blessings He showered upon us
I am and should be great full of the life I have...
I should be humbled
I do not have the right to whine
The stress in my life I can easily overcome if I want to...
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