when God closes a door, He opens a window..

a window which is sometimes much much larger than the door..

i have never poured out my emotions to this online journal of mine for quite some time ever since i started working in Jollibee. my work took almost all of my social life and other circles away, except for school of course. nonetheless, i never regret anything it has ever cost me.

life revolved around the store. iwanted to chronicle my day-to-day experiences but i couldn't find time to worm my way even just for a measly ten minutes through the nearest internet cafe. i was exhausted after my duty, all i wanted after i got out was to sleep, sometimes even wishing i'd wake up after two days had i not have work schedule the next day. everyday was the same: but the routine was different. though i somehow came to a point where i wanted to quit - not because of the tedious load but because of my superiors. but i managed to finish my contract. i had actually extended three months more than the 5-month contract i signed. i was happy to reach my goal of getting a certificate of employment. more than what i asked for, i got an award for being a model trainer to the rookies.

eventually, it had to come to an end. and unluckily, what a sad ending because it was not the way i hoped my contract would end. now, i have all the time in the world to waste and become wasted. the life i enjoyed whih was confined to the ground floor of the food court suddenly got bigger and bigger i almost drowned of self-pity for being jobless. yet again, God has come to rescue me. for months, i have never seen church or heard masses but He never left me empty-handed.

a few days after i was dismissed, i got a nomination for a Women's opportunity award by the Soroptimist International. it was an award for women who are bread-winners but still continues to strive in earning a college degree despite financial sufficiency. if angels were creatures who disguised themselves in stubborn matrons, i would say i was blessed to have been sent one. :)
a few more days still, i was "summoned" by my colleagues at the dance troupe where i used to attend for a meeting. and it came to me as a super shock when i learned we were bound to leave for manila by january after the Hinguyaw Festivel for a month-long show organized by the Department of Tourism. take note: all-expense paid for airfare, acommodation and food. haha!! i was blessed ten times i soemtimes think i don't deserve it. then, it dawned on me that this time i've been spared was meant to be spent with my son who was left to the custody of a nanny since he was only a month old. the nights i had been crying and felt weak, he was there to tell me "Mommy, don't cry. i promise i won't ask you to buy toys for me anymore if you don't have money.." Aah. the wonders of children..

up to this day, i really can't still believe i got all of these. maybe all it takes is just to have little faith, as big as a mustard seed maybe, to move not just mountains but to turn the world upside down..