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Friday, September 11, 2009

Counting My Blessings

Here I am again, on my nth attempt to make a blog (Haha). I've always wanted to make one, but my suuuper busy life always kept me procrastinating. I have other priorities. But this time, I'll do my best to keep up. *wink
It's raining outside. It's my day off and I have LOTS of errands to do. But I'm procrastinating as usual. Our household help left yesterday and we're to do all the house chores from now on, until we find a new one. It sucks. I haven't had enough sleep, spent my after-duty time with friends last night. I woke up with food served on the table, courtesy of kuya. Good thing he cooked before leaving the house. I finished washing the dishes, then drove sister dear to work. She can't drive so when I'm free I'm her private driver. And I have a busy day laid out in front of me. I need to clean my room. Baggage and stuff from my vacation are still everywhere. Need to do the groceries, buy needed stuff in the bookstore, meet up with someone later this afternoon, then with friends for dinner. And I'm sure a drinking session would follow after that. (The last one is the only fun part in my to-do list).
In times like these, when I feel that my life sort of sucks, I stop and think, and count my blessings. I keep on complaining, but come to think of it, I am so blessed. Blessed, is just the right word. I have soooo much to be thankful for. My parents. My siblings. My job in my dream hospital. My friends. Good health. The comfortable life that I'm living. And even the small details. My good pet Sam, who never fails to keep me company. The hospital guard, who keeps calling me in the ICU every time my car is about to be towed. My colleagues, who make work fun and less stressful with their happy and cheerful moods. My patients, who remind me all the time how short life is, and motivate me to live my life to the fullest. My quiet, alone moments in my room, making me think about my life, how far I've become and how far I have to go. The list is just endless. I may not have everything that I wanted, but all these blessings are more than enough to remind me that I am living a good life. I have the perfectly imperfect life. I just need to remind myself every once in a while.