Passages

I turned 35 today!

How does it feel?

Hmmmm, beats me! After all, its just one o’clock in the morning. I havent been 35 long enough to comment… hahaha!

But seriously, the thing about birthdays is that it makes me want to look back…

… to people i have known. loved. cried with.laughed with.  and fought with :-) 

… to life changing moments that have defined my character. And believe me, there were lots (wink, wink…)

… to places that once formed part of my reality.

Ahhh yes! Looking back I realized that life has been kind. I have been lucky.

With all the rain, came much more sunshine. More good, than bad… More smiles than tears.

I am thankful for my 34 years.

And for the next ?

I say “let the years come” … let the good times roll!!!

“SMUG” a four letter word meaning self righteous complacency. Can also mean the feeling of superiority one gets from being a know-it-all… Quite a word huh?

Well, in my world at least, smug equals Anthony. Hahaha…

Let me backtrack a bit.

In 2005, my life went through a lot of changes. I quit my job, relocated to the US and took on the role of a house-wife. Major changes, lots of adjustment. Months after I entered the US, I felt the stirring of discontent. From a high-flying career person , I was not prepared to be literally “dependent” on my hubby. It was a bitter pill to swallow.

My days dragged. I felt restless and irritable. Was I ever the moody one those days!

And my hubby?

He did everything to help me out. We moved to our first apartment, got highspeed internet, new cell phones… After office, we would drive out to wherever I feel like going. And boy, did we go everywhere! He was so tired those days. But still, he wanted me happy, so…

But was I grateful?  Nah… I would pick fights. I would call him names. “SMUG, SMUG,SMUG” . It was as  if I was blaming him for all the insecurities I felt.

That was then…

I have long since adjusted to my new life - managing our household. I am now enjoying the time (and money…) I have on my hands.I am learning new stuff and getting into new hobbies. In fact, I may not go back to work so soon

To my hubby - thanks for putting up with me.

“SMUG” a four letter word meaning the love of my life, my best friend and partner in crime.

Happy New Year SMUG!

Being a stay at home housewife  in the USA, I cannot help but be puzzled at the  growing tension and controversy surrounding the celebration of Christmas in the US.

Its in tv, radio and the papers- be “politically correct”. Dont assume that the other person believes in Christmas. Instead of greeting everyone with a hearty “Merry Christmas” ,  why not greet them with “Happy Holidays” instead…

For goodness sakes, why?!

Maybe that’s the problem with the world today, it has become fraught with so much political innuendos, that has made life more complicated. 

I say, lets go back to a much simpler time - when Christmas is celebrated without agenda. When even non-believers can share with the joy and communion that is Christmas.

Haaaay naku, Merry Christmas, everybody!

(what follows below is a song that expresses my wish for Christmas…)

Do you remember me
I sat upon your knee
I wrote to you
With childhood fantasies

Well, I’m all grown up now
And still need help somehow
I’m not a child
But my heart still can dream

So here’s my lifelong wish
My grown up christmas list
Not for myself
But for a world in need

No more lives torn apart
That wars would never start
and wars would never start
And time would heal all hearts
And everyone would have a friend
And right would always win
And love would never end
This is my grown up christmas list

As children we believed
The grandest sight to see
Was something lovely
Wrapped beneath our tree

Well heaven only knows
That packages and bows
Can never heal
A hurting human soul

No more lives torn apart
That wars would never start
And time would heal all hearts
And everyone would have a friend
And right would always win
And love would never end
This is my grown up christmas list

What is this illusion called the innocence of youth
Maybe only in our blind belief can we ever find the truth

No more lives torn apart
That wars would never start
And time would heal all hearts
And everyone would have a friend
And right would always win
And love would never end, oh