When My Mind Becomes Deeper…

Last Friday of last week was the judgement day whether I will be regularized in the company where I am working right now. Thanks God I am already a “regular employee” in Clickstream! Yes, this is one of the greatest gifts God has given me on my birthday. People just don’t know how happy am I and how grateful am I for this blessing. This is truly the greatest gift I have received on this very birthday of mine.

What more can I say! I have a great work, a happy family, a friendly environment, a true God, and a loving sweetheart.

What an irony because I am not very happy today. My ate wasn’t feeling good these past few days. I love her so much and I don’t want her to feel unimportant, I want her to feel that we do love her and she still the best sister in the whole world despite the many “failures” she has had. But I don’t think it is right for her to feel desperate…to feel hopeless…because we do love her and we are here to support her all the way. She may not be able to reach the greates heights of her dreamed success today but I know she will soon have it. I am sad because she is so moody today that our two younger sisters are already affected. How can I be able to tell her that everything’s ok and that there is still hope waiting for her. How can I be able to let her feel that we support her in all her undertakings.

I know…yes I know! I have a plan for her. I will buy her a gift on her birthday. It’s ok if the gift is a bit expensive…it’s really ok! It’s fine with me, if I have nothing for my birthday because I know I have already received one. Just want to let her feel her importance!

Just read and learn something from this. This is actually an article from http://www.momsrefuge.com/single/0012/handcounts.html.

I picked up this mornings’ paper and was delighted to see that the entire country is experiencing a bit of the life of a single mom — “hand counts and recounts.” Our lives are one big roller coaster of recounts. I can’t think of a day of my life as a single mom that I’m not involved in this arduous process.

Think about it. Recounting the bill totals to see if one more dollar could be found to leverage the kids’ vote for a night out at the movies. Then there is the recount of all the change in the bottom of our handbags, hoping there are enough quarters, dimes, nickels or pennies to add up to a few more dollars.

Or, how about the daily recount of missing socks? Yep, there are always missing socks to be found. Sometimes, they have disappeared only to be found after their mate has been thrown away.

We have even named some of our more frequent recounts. The One-Two-Three is probably our most famous. You know, “If you don’t stop doing that by the count of three you are going to your room. No, I mean it — 1-2-3 …”

We use hand recounts especially for our teenage constituents. Recounting the minutes they are late for curfew. Recounting the number of times we have to walk by their room and close the door because it is so messy. Recounting the number of times we say, “How many times do I have to tell you??”

Last, but undoubtedly not least, are the recounts on the men in our lives. Let’s see … there are the ones who mysteriously disappeared, the ones who weren’t quite sure what they really wanted, the one’s who we thought had our vote but by closer inspection, really didn’t …

Not only are we forever recounting, but also someone is always challenging our results. Sometimes it is our own children, family and friends. Occasionally it’s the bill collectors or even our own government — the IRS. And when it comes to getting all of those recounts done, there certainly aren’t a plethora of dedicated volunteers showing up at our “camp” at 7 a.m. to help.

Single moms are in actuality the experts at hand counts and recounts. Our lives revolve around them. It’s frustrating, it’s confusing and yes, it’s time consuming. But it is part of our process. It’s written into the Constitution of Single Motherhood and it’s critical that we get it right.

So, stop all the fussing and whining about the Florida election recounts. Just get on with it. In fact, it you really want to get it done right, call in the experts. Women who know 1-2-3 like the back of their hand, women who go to sleep counting and wake up recounting, women who are used to being challenged on their results, women who have made recounting an art and a science — Single Moms. And while you are at it, send a few of those dedicated volunteer our way.

junifer vanissa p. denopol
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