I thought I put a perfect plan for today: gym, message appointment, start (and have to finish) packing, and just enjoy the rest of my day. But, it’s one of that day — when it turns out that everything is not the way you plan it to be.
First, one of my car’s tire was deflated. I had to take care of it, and I had to miss my exercise appointment. Then, again I had to miss my message appointment because I had to go to the office to pick up my ticket. I had accidentally left it in the office before I left out for clubbing with my friends on Friday. When I got home around 2:30PM I had my lunch and started to pack for my trip.
It’s around 9PM and I still haven’t finished packing yet. He, he,… yeah, I just started. There are traditional toys for my niece and nephew, cake and Indonesian’s chips and snacks for my sister. And my report, notes, papers for the training in KL and Asia Pacific meeting in Singapore.
Surrounded by my things, I thought I need to check for my e-mails. Well, yes, here I am: checking my e-mails (fundraising for Yogya in Toronto will start today) and writing for my blog. Then, I came to an e-mail from an old friend and I wanted to share her e-mail to you all. She has won the battle with breast cancer — two thumbs up for you my dear friend, for your fighting spirit, for your faith in His mercy and guidance, for a husband who’s always there beside you and always cheerful, for a son so bright, witty, and understands your condition. I learn a lot from your experience, and for that I am very grateful.
I am thankful:
For the wife who says it’s hot dogs tonight, because she is home with me, and not out with someone else.
For the husband who is on the sofa, being a couch potato, because he is home with me and not out at the bars.
For the teenager who is complaining about doing dishes because it means she is at home, not on the streets.
For the taxes I pay, because it means I am employed.
For the mess to clean after a party, because it means I have been surrounded by friends.
For the clothes that fit a little too snug, because it means I have enough to eat.
For the shadow that watches me work, because it means I am out in the sunshine.
For a lawn that needs mowing, windows that need cleaning, and gutters that need fixing, because it means I have a home.
For all the complaining I hear about the government, because it means we have freedom of speech.
For the parking spot I find at the far end of of the parking lot, because it means I am capable of walking and I have been blessed with transportation.
For my huge heating bill, because it means I am warm.
For the pile of laundry and ironing, because it means I have clothes to wear.
For weariness and aching muscles at the end of the day, because it means I have been capable of working hard.
For the alarm that goes off in the early morning hours because it means I am alive.
And finally for too much e-mails because it means I have friends who are thinking of me.