I miss working. Well, for me work means 16 hours..lol..that's what I was used to. I recalled some pictures of my weekends where I was just in my condo, doing movie-marathon (remember the 12-1 thing in Makati Cinema square..tsk..tsk.. illegal..), with my laptop in front of me.. typing while watching..conceptualizing while laughing.. I mean, I never find it stressful. I really even enjoyed it! Well, I need to compensate for TRG's generosity (right Mykee?).
As I am preparing for work again, I have been reading articles about business and economy so as to prepare myself in facing the head honchos again. I suddenly felt sad. I recalled my days when I was back in the Philippines. I never spent that much time talking to Jay over the phone when we were apart. I was too busy working. Everytime he calls me, I was inside the meeting room or I'm presenting something in front of the team leaders. There were even times that he just hang on while I'm talking and was just so proud of me every after the meeting. Sometimes, he would just listen on how I do my debates or how I implement policies and would sleep with me talking about a job that's not even his! For him, just by listening to my voice, he already felt at home..Ahhh...(melting).. He has been ever supportive all along.
So when I flew out for Singapore, I decided to spend more time with him. I have studied how to cook, how to prepare his clothes and things, how to fix the bed and all that household stuffs. I mean, I really would like him to feel being taken cared of. He lost a lot of weight kasi when he was alone eh. So I'd like him to gain and build muscles, ordered some meds from Belo and shopped trendy-professional outfits for him. Bumawi ako, in short! Now, he looks better and he looks happy (swerte ni pogi ah!).
This job is something that I have prayed for. This is what I want to be..where I see myself to be at. When they said I might have frequent travel accross Asia, I was like “OMG, 'pano nanaman si Jay nito!”. 'Di ba it was like I have a baby na. Well, that's what he feels too eh, whenever he gets to work and I stay at home. He calls me everyday to check if I ate na. I know naman na he's happy because it's a big break.. it's my career back and more.. but he would sometimes kid and say, “Pano na 'ko magssleep when you're out of the country?” Ahhh... Baduy noh.. 1 year and 6 months na kaya kami.. Yet, I believe naman na we're already grown-ups and we also need to support one another's triumphs.
Now, I'm a bit torn between Label or Love. What is really more important to me? To have a label for my own identity.. a label of position and hierarchy..a label of levelled executive.. a label of worldly success? Or Love.. Hmmm...
2 comments:
mare, we were born talented on doing/making two things at the same time. for me, whichever satisfies you will make you happy.
@Myk2ts: You're absolutely right! I guess, the extensive travel just made me a bit skeptical since we would be adjusting big time again if that'll be very frequent.
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