Cleaning, rearranging, decorating, gardening and all other domestic chores keeps me grounded to my core this past week. Once upon a time, I loathe doing such activities. Back then, I find it boring and tiring. Well, maybe because I have other things I enjoy most, like going out with friends, dating (ugh!) and day dreaming. And then there is "work". Work, work, work, as in office work. Before I knew it, I was already entangled in a "busy" life.
One way or the other, in the course of this journey called life, we chose our destiny. I do believe so. I chose to be busy doing things which I thought makes me happy. I go out with friends, date and day dream somewhere else, not wanting to stay at home. I even opted to work in a big city. But then, the happiness fleeting as it is, never last long. And so I keep on searching; in the same places to say the least. Truth be known, but the search renders both the mind and body to bleed dry.
Then there's "HOME". The place I grew to have adored, warmth with the loving embrace of my blood family (Papa, Mama, my dear sister, with a wonderful addition in the person of my adorable son and our household help). The very place that afforded me the luxury of nature and taught me domestic chores and it's rewarding results. Amidst the chaos within myself, I seek refuge under the solace of my definition of home. I am glad I did. Once again, I have reclaimed the "Life" that was meant for me.
Each one of us seeks happiness. The whole point, is that our search may lead us astray. But in the end, we only have to look into the core of our being to see what will truly make us happy.
Happy journey...
One way or the other, in the course of this journey called life, we chose our destiny. I do believe so. I chose to be busy doing things which I thought makes me happy. I go out with friends, date and day dream somewhere else, not wanting to stay at home. I even opted to work in a big city. But then, the happiness fleeting as it is, never last long. And so I keep on searching; in the same places to say the least. Truth be known, but the search renders both the mind and body to bleed dry.
Then there's "HOME". The place I grew to have adored, warmth with the loving embrace of my blood family (Papa, Mama, my dear sister, with a wonderful addition in the person of my adorable son and our household help). The very place that afforded me the luxury of nature and taught me domestic chores and it's rewarding results. Amidst the chaos within myself, I seek refuge under the solace of my definition of home. I am glad I did. Once again, I have reclaimed the "Life" that was meant for me.
Each one of us seeks happiness. The whole point, is that our search may lead us astray. But in the end, we only have to look into the core of our being to see what will truly make us happy.
Happy journey...
