In a month’s time, I’ll be home again.
It’s really weird how time flies in an instant. Before I know it, I’ll
be seeing my family again. I’ll be hanging out with my friends again. I’ll be sleeping in my room again. I’ll be eating Pinoy Foods again. Dang. Last night I dreamt I was eating Tortillos and Embutido. Top that.
It seems like yesterday when I had doubts about my plans to work abroad. This was my boldest decision yet. I took a risk and so far it is paying off. It is inevitable to feel alone sometimes but happiness is just a state of mind.
Never in my wildest dreams did I think of leaving Manila and be an Overseas Filipino Worker. Luckily, it was never difficult for me to find a job in the Philippines. I have been a call center hopper turned Banker turned Call Center Trainor turned Korean English Teacher turned Accounts Specialist in my five working years. If there’s one thing I learned, it is the value of work. There’s really no perfect job. You’ll always find something wrong or something good about what you’re doing depending on how you look at it.
Work could really be tiring sometimes. Most often than not, I am dead tired after my thirteen hour shift. The only thing I could think of is sleeping upon reaching our apartment. One thing that keeps me going is the thought that I could send money to my family to help with the expenses.
Thank God I am not a breadwinner and I never was. Mom and dad have been working non-stop to provide for us. Sending money to them is a choice, not an obligation. I grew up in a close-knit family and it is an achievement for me everytime my parents and brothers thank me for everything that I am doing for them. The feeling is priceless. Who would not gloat when you hear that your family is really proud of you?
I have been a sucker for happy endings. As I mature, I found out that if you are shopping for a happy ending and you could not find one, buy a new beginning instead and bloom where you are planted.