Unstrung, I am not

How would you define success? I believe that it's different for everyone. A person can feel successful and fulfilled living at home, taking care of a family. While one is perfectly happy climbing the corporate ladder.

A lot of people who I used to manage before have gone on and climbed that ladder, surpassing even me. People tell me that it's an underachievement of mine.

I do not falter, for I feel it's the total opposite.

Nothing makes me more proud to see them surpass me. These people are my accomplishments, my rewards, my acquisitions.

Climb on. :)

There's gotta be more to life

Don't get me wrong, I'm happily married, and I wouldn't change a thing. But if you think about it, is this it?

When I was a kid, I had all these big dreams of becoming someone that helps out mankind. The kind of person that makes a difference. Never did I think about monetary compensation. But now, I consider myself an avid member of PLAK (Pera lang ang katapat).

But hey, people say we have to be practical. Being a working mom, i believe that. The cost of living here in the Philippines is going way up and salaries are staying the same.

So, I guess I should say: There's gotta be more to life here in the Philippines...

Burnt but not bitter

I was watching Oprah this morning and it was about men who were caught cheating. How they got caught, what they felt during the affair, stuff like that. I watched the whole show because I can relate to these women.
Yes, I was one of the many women who was cheated on. A statistic.

Not by my husband, but by someone from a previous relationship. It was THE hardest thing I had to go through. I have never been cheated on before, and all those feelings I felt were new to me. It took 3 to 4 years for me to get over the angst, before I can truly say that I forgave him. A long time, i know.
I don't want to elaborate further, but going through that experince has made me a better person. You see things differently. For me, being cheated on is a sort of test to the "real relationship world". It could make or break you.

I passed with flying colors.

My Catharsis

I'm not really into this whole blog thing. I think it's so nacissistic to think that people would care what you did everyday or what you were thinking... But here I am typing away... oh well.. it's not the first time I contradicted myself :)

I looked through other blogs to get an idea on what this was all about. Surprisingly, i liked the idea that it can be about anything and everything you want. Which I found very interesting and liberating.

I also noticed that there are different types of 'blogsters' (if there is such a word). There were some who were really eloquent. Some where poetic, some were funny, and some who were just too deep for me to relate to.
As I am typing this, I have made up my mind to try out this blog thing. I don't expect anyone to read it, and I don't really care if no one ever does. I see it as a form of catharsis. MY catharsis.