Wednesday, August 28, 2019

Blooming flowers through concrete


Thursday, August 29, 2019 
(In Cambodia, my country)

Things are more stable in my life recently, no much pain but a calm happiness.

I ever wished for this type of moment in the past and without self-notice, I real get it. Things are flowing the way I want…

I get the job I wished for, the job which gains me no much pressure and very reasonable paid.
I finally could work with senior leaders who are quite impressive with their responsibility, maturity and high capacity!
I meet many good and kind colleagues right now who cares people around them…
I could fall in love most of days with the same guy, my husband! We give each other more respects, understanding and forgiveness. Our love is nicely healthy.
I don’t reach a rich status in society yet but that is not bad to have my current wealth, a balancing income and expense.
I could raise my boys into the happy mood kids, they smile and laugh, they are happy most of days. Yeah, they are sick often and they recover quicker. Uhmmm, they are NOT smart at all in studying but I could see they are trying and keep trying. They fall and fall again but they get up and never give up. I love this spirit!
I could give away my expectation on my family and siblings. I could get rest even they don’t pay attention on me or sharing their loves to me the amount I need because I feed myself more positivity and call myself to leave too emotional stage. I decided to give them the same loves I always have for them with none expectation of their reflection. It is quite hard to do, yet I am continually improving.
I; most of all, won’t question why things are unfair… My maturity is a bit growing… hehehe… I accept the truth of this world, nothing is fair in this human era…

I believe I could gain this much are both from my hardworking to make it happen and so does the luck I receive. Well done Rella! Hence, I do appreciate the Deity who gains most of my wishes. Thank you for these experiences.

Keep going on! Keep doing better!
If bad things take place again, keep fighting!

"Blooming flowers through concrete"

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