Emotionally. Financially.
The downturn began exactly last year. And it has been hard to recover since then. I was praying for a better life. Each pieces that was shattered have now been cleaned up, meticulously been placed in the bin. And now, I am recreating a new life ahead.
The struggle definitely continues. Each heartache and dismay resounds to defensiveness that I can never find another person. But life gives us maturity. We keep on learning for us to be stronger in facing the different facets in life. Each small achievements I gain, I learned to count the blessings. I learned to appreciate simple joys in life. The struggles I am facing gives me a sense of optimism that its going to be a better year for me in 2010. I feel that the economy is picking up, much as my life is regaining its momentum.
Its not all about money. Its not all about wealth and career progressions. Its about how you face each day and how your disposition and realisations will be. Its about how you make it a better place and feel that life is indeed - beautiful.
Simple joys, less expectations. Greater joys in small rewards.
That's my tale of the struggling me. Or should I dare say, the tale of the aspiring visionary.
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