In a Race that Matters

Whoa, a month has slipped that fast! Been busy juggling my multiple roles as wife, mom, teacher-mom and yup, businesswoman. Good thing, I am able to do all these under one thatched roof. Playing Wifey I found myself playing the supportive partner to my hubby dear who's been barraged with business concerns from duping partners who appeared as wolves in sheep's clothing. The guy was hurt and I was too. Never thought we would be played around with people we regarded as friends and whom we trusted much. Well, what lesson did we learn from this? -- Be wary... HD keeps on saying, we should trust but we should also watch. I guess we have not been that watchful. We were too trusting. The Mom My leave of absence made me take to heart my role as Mom. Time spent with the kids is just so short and precious, so it's better to make the most of it. For all I know, I will just wake up one day in an empty nest, with my two sons already on their own-- flip-flopping their sturdy (hope ...

"Mommy, karga me." (Mommy, carry me). "Mom, please make my milk", " mom, please remog (remove)my diapo (diaper)" "Mom, I want sunny-side up and hotdogs." "Mom, I want to watch Spogsbob and Dora. " Mom, what is a mirage?" "Mommy, o, away naman ako ni Kuya!" (My brother's starting a fight again)"No more fighting ha?, just loving, loving." Two pairs of sun-kissed hands tugging at my sauce-stained apron, two pairs of curious eyes,accompanied at times with creased brows , a pair of voices talking at the same time, vying for attention... It has been barely a month since I declared my independence from public service but I have come to the conclusion with nary a doubt nor an ounce of hesitation that nothing beats being a 24/7 mom in terms of workload. At the office,only my brain and fingertips are at work.And yup,I can still manage to look fresh and do a li'l chit-chat there). Now, I begin to wonder w...

Today is October 20, exactly two weeks since I last posted. Whew, in just that span of time so much transpired already particularly in my work life.If I were to describe the events that took shape as I allowed my encoding fingers their two-week respite, it would be -- dramatic! And why not? I made a life-changing decision, I stood up to what I believed in, and in doing so even shed a tear or two.The future is still uncertain but I know, there is nothing to be afraid of at all. Just a brief narration of what I went through. I had my application for a one-year vacation leave (without pay) approved by no less than the undersecretary for public safety. After securing the signature of my agency head, I had to tag along with my former boss to get to the Department head to finally unseal the last nail of the coffin. No major questions asked (well, he asked me if I was going abroad to work. And I shook my head. I was tempted though to say, I might be -- but not to work but to have a gra...