It’s Valentines day, and instead of the usual celebration
with my family, complete with the roses and chocolates or a fine dining, I choose to stay at home. My son brought the candy rose at school so he
can give it to his crush (he’s just 7!) in the 2nd grade. I usually baked some goodies so he can give
it to his teachers and friends but pity me, I don’t really feel like doing it,
not now, not today. And after I sent him
to school, I go back to sleep beside his sister and had a nightmare in the
morning! I know it's because I started to think again the whole situation again. This should be over by today. But its not, they have to prolonged the inevitable. It brings back so many things and I can’t
help it, my heart feels so heavy. And then I started to pray. I pray for God’s strength and guidance. That He will help us lift our broken spirit. I pray that this too shall pass. That we can start to get back to our feet
again. That whenever we feel down, I know
He will always there to carry us.
To keep off my mind
on the sad truth, I started digging my baking cabinet for something to do. I notice I have the complete ingredients for
the chewy chocolate chips cookies I wanted to bake and while my little assistant
keeps on stirring her little spoon on my cookie dough, I still manage to bake 50
pcs of it. I was rewarded by the oh’s
and ah's of my family because the delicious smell of the freshly baked cookies
is all over the house. I am so grateful for the love of the family.
I cannot bring back what has happened. I just wish and pray
that this will be over soon. And when
this is over, and because after the rain, the storm, the pain, there is always
a rainbow. God is with us through this
journey.
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