It is time again to leave the office. It is the most awaited time for most of the employees that have already accomplished the tasks of the day. However for those that are still cramming, this is the point wherein they want to stop the clock ticking.
After office hours is the best time for me. It is because I will dwell with the heavy traffics. I will observe how people run after time. It is the tireless waiting to finally reach the house. And as I arrive home, this is where I feel relaxation, satisfaction and peace. It is the time I spent endless laughter with my siblings. I can watch movies and different television programs. And it is the time to rest my mind to all the exhausting stresses the whole day bring. That is why I understand that it is much better not to bring extra work at home because we play different roles. As we go inside the house, we are no longer the typical employee accomplishing tasks. We are already a family member responsible to relieve each other of the day’s busy hours. As we go to sleep, it is better that no worries are within us for it will bring a better tomorrow. With peace of mind as we wake up the next morning, positive vibrations will make us more a more efficient individual.
Marriage is a commitment. It’s a vow that binds two persons loving each other but doesn’t mean a sentence to a lifetime of intolerable discomfort. Each couple’s life and happiness matter. Every marriage that is on the rocks, the only solution that comes in mind is divorce. However, considerations between the binds between the couple and the children are also put into test. So the question is to continue with the plan of divorce or there are still ways in preventing it.
In every situation we have to consider all the “pros and cons” because there’s no rule that says that the two individuals should isolate themselves in the situation. So we can prevent divorce and even improve our marriage depending on our willingness to do it.
Divorce is not mandatory. Divorce is a choice. It’s a way out but it’s not obligatory because no one forces someone to do it. It will never be easy for both parties. But there are other choices and windows opened for reconsideration. There are ways on how to avoid it and can even save a rocking marriage.
Being in a confused situation, there are two great aspects to rethink about. It’s either to give up the marriage and choose to live separate ways or save it and make it a much happier family. We have to think very hard in making the right and best decision. There are always points to consider and angles and lines to be drawn. There are options and we have to select the best choice. Only the individuals know the right answers but it takes time in finding the essential factors in coming up with the proper, fair and best solution.
Maria Angela is the third child of Bobet and Beth. She is the youngest among the three daughters. Baby Anne is the nickname given to her but because of Tia Mercy; she was named of Bianing, and she hysterically disagrees with it.
Knowing that she hates it most to be called by the name of Bianing, I insisted to use that name from now on. She will frown, pinch, kick, shout and even cry because of the code name Bianing and I find it amusing teasing her.
All jokes aside, not just because she is the youngest among us, I love Baby Anne very much. She was the one directly affected by the separation of my parents. She was the baby then, full of innocence, who didn’t know anything why everything happened. She was the daughter supposed to be given the attention and love but because of the parting ways of our parents, she was a bit deprived of that. She didn’t grow up the way I was raised. She was used to sleep without a mom beside her. Storytelling of fairy tales can only be counted. She has not been on field trips compare to me who experienced these adventures when I was her age. She grew up a bit different but then I respected my parents choice of letting her understand that things were not meant to be anymore.
She received a public school education unlike me and other sister Mariz who went to private. She exceled in all her school activities despite the little supervision my mom gives her. At times, I don’t even see her browsing her books or studying at all. Now, I can truly say that we are really unique in our different ways. We may not be given the same pampering attention but success is a personal choice.
I was crying when she sang Glowing Inside during her Pre School Graduation. Topnotch students from all the sections were selected to lead the song. I never expected her to be so talented. The indescribable feeling ran through my veins seeing her standing out among her peers wearing the same gown I wore when I graduated in Prep. She didnt look
like the one being deprived by love and attention. She appeared not a product of a broken home. She looked like a daughter with intact family members.
Not pity but love, great love. The attention may never be the same and the lifestyle may never be similar but the love continues. She’ll always be a priority to me. I fee a sense of responsibility to fill up the loopholes for her.
