To Be Happy

I have been feeling very emotional these few days...
Could it be that time of the month?
Could it be that I put too much pressure on myself?
Could it be that I expect too much from my kids?
Could it just be something else...?

I thought I escaped from the world's cruel eye and perception of beauty.
Something that killed me and my confidence terribly during the last few years.
I enjoy being the apple of my kids' eyes.
To them, you are just their 'auntie'.
They look up at you as you tell them stories.
They cry when you take away their 'rewards'.
They laugh when you say silly things.
They ask you things when they are curious as to what you are up to. (I have tricks up my sleeves for them, hehe.)
They come searching for you when they need to go to the toilet. (Don't ask...)
I enjoy all that.
The freedom of being away from the media-crazed world and their outlook of what defines beauty in a woman.

I have been able to feel loved and cared for even in my most ugly moments.
When my temper flared, when words that came out of my mouth was out of this world, when my smile was replaced with a frown, or even when my hair was in a disarray (the most obvious sign of frustration).
Even in my nude face, with my spectacles, white polo tee, baggy shorts and silly beach flipflops, I felt happy to be who I am. I did not need to succumb and do whatever the world told me to. I was very happy. (Too happy... now fat, lol.)
It was very surprising, actually. Hahaha.
I am very grateful.

I just want to be myself and be happy with the person that I am.

Contrary to what a lot of people may be thinking, I am doing this for myself.                    

:)                                                          

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