Everyday Birthday

Its the birthday month! Well, my 35th birthday doesn't come til the 18th, but I've started the celebration yesterday and will continue doing so until the end of the month. Why? Because for the past couple of years I haven't really celebrated my birthday. Well, not seriously or really devoted a day for just that - my birthday. It has always been me in front of the computer emailing data, doing QRT over the phone or trying to come up with a statement or urgent action, etc. on D-Day itself. But in the midst of my busy birthday, my "sweet" co-workers would cook up something  and find it as an excuse so that they can eat spaghetti or buy ice cream. HAHAHAHAHA! But they're still sweet (thanks guys!).

For this month, I celebrate each day as if it was my birthday not by treating all the people I know because I have yet to win the lottery (sorry guys, baka kayo trip niyo ako ilibre...), but by not being suplada or masungit; doing away with crummy dressing, by religiously sweating it out every morning and by eating conscientiously (read: dieting more seriously!). It’s basically feeling good, looking good and being good.

Don’t get me wrong. Am not entirely bad, nor am I a complete bum dresser. Like most people I know, I often procrastinate and not really give time to exert that much effort to look good. So, I don’t blame people when they call me “ma’m” or inquire on how many kids I’ve got. (argh!) Heck, I can dress up as fast as my father, no make up, no fancy hairstyle, just plain and simple me. (Yeah, it’s flattering to be called simple, but it’s a different point altogether when you’re called plain.)

Friends often comment on how drab I look. But I refuse to mind them. What matters to me is that I’m comfortable with what I wear. Do you believe I have a housemate who sort of guards the door almost every morning to check on what I’ve worn for the day? And after a quick scrutiny and she doesn’t like what she sees, it’s back to the bedroom cabinet or I’m in danger of leaving the house bloodied if I insisted on wearing my loose printed pants to work! I seldom get an approving nod from this in-house fashion police. Hahahaha! But I do appreciate her critical eye and favorable suggestions.

I never really gave much importance on how I look. What mattered to me is that I am able to accomplish my work, settle domestic concerns, give some time to talk with friends who needs me and allow myself some outlet at times and still do my work. 

But now I believe that if I do give myself the time to be in touch with my own person, I can give myself more to other people. If I take care of myself then I will have a better disposition and with this be more open and objective. It is by being a better person can we also better help other people.

In our line of work, we do need time to sit down, reflect, talk and write our thoughts and feelings. Sometimes, when there's too much to occupy yourself with, counting people getting killed, tortured, imprisoned, militarized, etc. all these things get in to you and you find yourself, battered, drained and even helpless. And oftentimes, the deplorable situation contributes to a similar disposition for the person. One ends up looking like the victim and no longer someone who you can run to.

I'm supposed to dread 35. I did, in the past but now I'm glad I stayed alive this long and who knows 'til when. So I'm giving myself that extra attention this month. That despite working my (wide) butt out, I will still sleep early, always wake up beautiful and keep my temper in check....hmmmm...ahhhh....ALRIGHT! Direct my anger to butchers like PALPARAN! And keep my cool to co-workers, family members and friends who I might find to be trying my (short) patience. (tihihihi!)

So, I celebrate each day of November, my birthday month with a smile, a laugh, a better disposition and a positive perspective. And you my friend can throw in a hug, a kiss, a hello, or wink, or with whatever gift you can afford (pwede din house and lot or car...hehehehe!).

p.s.

Kindly knock some sense out of me,  I'm just probably dreaming....(bwahahahaha!)

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