Yes, I turned thirty on September 25. It’s huge, because I entered another decade.
I remember a decade ago, when I turned 20. I was depressed because I was no longer a teenager. Nakakaasar ‘no? Instead of celebrating, I just fell asleep early. Yes, I was THAT depressed. With that pattern, I should have been more depressed with my turning thirty, right? After all, turning thirty is synonymous to getting old and wrinkly…it’s when the youth in us dies, so to speak.
But for some reason, my 30th birthday was my happiest birthday in a long time. Not an ounce of depression was in me. I was very, very, very happy. I think I have everything a girl—o sige na nga, WOMAN–could ever want (unless that woman is Mrs. Ligot or Janet Lim-Napoles).
The Gift of Randy as a Husband
For one, this greeted me early in the morning:
Kahit gay couple ang peg sa relationship namin ni Randy, I was just so happy. You see, things have been more than rosy for my husband and me these past months. I think it started after his birthday (speaking of which, I know, utang ko sa inyo ‘yung kwento ng surprise party n’ya! Next week promise). We rarely fight now (and you thought we never fought?), and he can’t get enough of me! I really believe our smooth relationship is one of the most, if not THE, major factors of my happiness.
And as if his gift of love were not enough, he also gave me a great gift, Material Category. Ladies and gentlemen, ja-raaaaaaaaaaaaan!!!
‘Di baaaa??? I know this is no luxury car, but here’s the deal: my husband knows how much I want to drive na. But knowing my (in)abilities (kaya bawal ang manual: hindi ko keri ang existing cars namin na puro manual) and my fear of damaging his Audi Q5, he bought me my own car. Alam n’yo naman na second hand lang ang gusto ko but he gave me this brand new Mitsubishi Mirage GLS automatic mini-compact car. And the nice thing was sinunod n’ya ang gusto ko: his choices for me were the following: 1. Mazda 2; 2. Ford Fiesta; and 3. Honda Jazz. Choices n’ya ‘yan after days of thorough research. Buuut, he knew my only criterion: gusto ko yellow. A nonsense, shallow reason, he knows. And none of those three have yellow cars. He gave in and bought me what I wanted.
The love and appreciation of the people around me
Aside from my husband’s love, my friends were also there to celebrate with me.
Here is my spiritual family who have always been there for me:
Although my other friends and relatives weren’t there, they were there in spirit. And I know I was in their hearts. I received the most heartfelt messages that made me misty-eyed! FYI, I made my birthday “Private” on Facebook, so it wasn’t “announced” that it was my birthday. Nevertheless, so many people greeted me. The others who went beyond the generic “Happy Birthday” made me feel oh-so special!
These are from my Brain Train colleagues. This first one is from Reg, our “ampon”:
This one’s from Dani—the Brain Train teacher who made me realize that one need not have graduated with Latin honors to be a great teacher:
This one from Rachel, my first teaching protégé, made me speechless:
Now this one from Deo made me laugh out loud:
FYI, walang balak tumakbo si Randy as mayor. Never in a million years. Basta out of the blue lang sinabi ni Deo sa akin last summer na, “Ma’am, takbo ka kayang konsehala? Sige na Ma’am, gusto kong maging campaign manager mo!” And then si Randy daw tumakbong mayor. Ahahaha!
And here’s a really moving one from my childhood best friend.
And of course, I’ll never ever tire of receiving wonderful messages from my former students. I value their messages as though these messages were from my own children
Girls, I don’t know whether I deserve this adulation but…THANK YOU from the bottom of my heart (I won’t say hypothalamus, tutal hindi naman ako science teacher. Haha!)
Pero touching din talaga if it’s from a male student…you see, I have this theory that I am more lovable to female students (to kikay ones, to be exact) because they could relate to me. By contrast, I feel like the males do not like me because I represent the side of girls they hate: ang kaartehan, bow. So this message from this Arr-henista means so much to me:
Aaand, this one from my Mom came as a surprise:
Nakakaiyak. I never considered myself as a good daughter. Hindi talaga. I argue with my parents and have no preno with my complaints and in making them feel they were inadequate. Yes, I answer back pa nga. I’ve made them cry several times and I never even tried to be a laude in college. So thank you Motherhood for still saying these nice things! Thanks for never giving up in praying that I would return to being a Christian…your prayers were answered and I always remember that when I become impatient in praying for those whom I badly want to have a RELATIONSHIP with Him.
With these loving and appreciative people around me, and with the kind of God I have, I have no right to be depressed. Wonderful memories comfort me, and the anticipation of making more memorable memories with my loved ones keep me from getting depressed. No amount of flabs and wrinkles can rob me of my happiness (after all, p’wede naman magpa-Belo. Haha!)
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