Let me share to you how I started to love writing. Ever since grade school, English has always been my favorite subject. I believe my mother influenced me to love it because as far as I can remember (well, based on my mom’s story), even before I started going to school, she made me read books already. She always makes sure that all that I have written are in perfect grammar, she corrects me if I pronounced words incorrectly, and she always sees to it that I can converse well in English.
But in all honesty, I did not love writing right away. We had this daily required journal or diary in grade school. I dreaded it so much that I repeat the same entry every single day: “Dear Diary, I woke up at 5:30 AM today. I took a bath then I wore my clothes. After that, I ate my breakfast and then brush my teeth…..and so on.” Basically a morning routine that I believe my teacher was so sick of reading, she can close her eyes while putting check marks on it. Hahaha, I wonder if she can still remember me.
Anyway, so how did I love writing? It started in high school – the teenage years. You know, the “teenage emotions” which fuel every decision you make in life – the choices that would make you who you are today. I started to keep a personal diary where I jot down entries of how my day went, my secrets, funny things that happened in school, frustrations, basically anything. Unbeknownst to me, my daily diary helped me to practice my writing skills (and improve it) which also made my grades in English pretty high.
The fuel that started the fire. I did not make a big deal out of writing until my 2nd year High School English teacher, Ms. Selfa Aventura, personally called my attention. (I do not know if she knows how grateful I am to her or if she still remembers me.) She did a one on one with me and told me, “I have read your essays in our exams. You are a really good writer. If you want to improve more or to write more, I encourage you to join the school paper.”
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It is never unknown to anyone that a pandemic (Covid-19) has taken its toll in the world nowadays. Some people were forced to stay at home while some continued working – for the welfare of everyone – which include health workers, security guards, janitors, armed forces, and employees of companies that provide the most essential needs of the community. I belong to a company that manufactures one essential human need – food. Thus, our company continues to operate and produce food so that the local community and the neighboring areas will continue to have a supply of food. It is never an easy task, especially for me, an HR practitioner for my company. You are either loved or hated (mostly) by employees at these trying times. You are sandwiched between compromises and choices that can either make or break them and you.
Honestly, I cannot count how many times I’ve cried because no one was ever ready for this. No one saw this coming. No one wanted this. This situation is not only physically draining but also mentally. Everyone is surrounded by anxiety and fear already and it is expected that as an HR, I must have the strongest core. I admit I don’t have it. I am easily carried away by everything. And I thought to myself, I need a break. I need to shake this off so I can serve both the company and the employees healthily. What shall I do so I can turn myself away from all negativity (which I cannot totally avoid)? What shall I do that would be of help for myself so I cannot be carried away by fear and anxiety?
I kept thinking and I found my answer. I should go back and give time to one thing I love – WRITING (through blogging). It is my best avenue to express my thoughts and I remembered how this became my only outlet during the times when I have failed miserably. It is now a high time to do what I have put off when everything was normal. It’s at times like this where I realized that it is also important to make this time worthwhile because we’ll never know what’s going to happen in the next few days or months.
So today, I am starting again. I got inspired by a close friend of mine (Cha Esper) who started her blog in 2018 and still running it up to this time. She influenced me to blog again. Please do visit her blog HERE.
I read all my past entries and it’s funny because most of them make me cringe (I deleted some, by the way). I cleaned up the blog and I hope it’s never too late for me to ask you to join me (again) in this journey.
Welcome me again at my Version 3.0 Haha!
A friend of mine is in a serious heartbreak situation right now. Few nights ago, we had an [unplanned] dinner together and that’s where everything flowed. All the pain she felt is part of the process but at the end of the day, we need to realize that no matter how painful and how crushed our heart is, we must always learn to go back to the One who never ceased to love and be with us in all our joys and sorrows… and that is our Lord and Saviour, Jesus Christ.
I, myself, have my own share of heartbreaks. Heartbreaks from a first love, from an almost lover, from somebody who walked away, or a loss of a loved one. However, these heartbreaks, no matter how painful they got, have something in store for us – a lesson, a learning experience.
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