papa is in davao city today, attending a meeting for the MAWD Sportsfest.
He's been encouraging me to post in our blog. Its been a very long time since my last post. Its not just i dont have the time (coz im directly entertaining customers, or my computer is a snail), its just that i feel im not really good with words, and expressing my thoughts. this has been the perrenial complain of papa about me being not good in communication and its ironic to think i was then a speaker for the 'Communication' topic in the Supervisory Development Course... haha... Then i will quickly rebut that its not me who is the problem, but him who is so insensitive and 'manhid' to understand and can not read the words between the lines!!! Haha ... it will be then the beginning of a quarrel....
By the way, its true that 2007 has been a bumpy ride in our marriage.... Its the year I experienced crying pails of pails of tears.... sleepless nights of crying and anger.... headaches and heartaches ... its also the year i suffered vertigo and asthma attacks... yes pa, 2007 has been a difficult one to me...
All my life i have kept my self steem and trust intact, 2007 was the year it was put to test... papa knows why. (or i am just assuming... again?)
There were times i questioned God why He let me experienced those bad times, why He allowed it when i believe i was been a good child... obedient... All my life i've been pambered and loved being the youngest in the family... and now that i am married i can not get the little consideration from the man i loved... i became possessive and my tolerance level went down... i easily flares up... anger bursts became frequent even in front of my kids...i became irritable and become a totaly different person, even i dont know myself anymore. im surprised of myself doing things i dont think im capable of doing...
Yes... may be i am just so overly reacting... as papa said im just fuzzing on petty things...
In fairness to papa, he said he was just being himself... outgoing... a barkada man... alcohol and ratsada lover... yes, this was him, i should know coz we have known each other since college days.... but my head and heart refused to understand it, i cant accept the fact that he's still acting like the days when he had no wife and kids yet... for me its being irresponsible and selfish...
Papa cant understand why i just let myself asleep while waiting for him to come home... Just the thought of papa not in my side gives me quiver... I cant imagine opening our door in the wee hours with papa falling in the floor with body and face full of blood... my mind is full of wild thoughts... i cant even dare to close my eyes...
We've been ok for the 1st 4 years.. i understand his ratsada from time to time... and i completely support it... who am i to surpress his happiness? but the beginning of 2007 was just too much to bare... im not used to it... we seem to disagree on many things, especially on family matters.... i want our family to be intact, spending quality times with kids (which is rare considering our work)... with each other (we have opposite views on this)...
I sometimes rationalize that our differences stems from our different family backgrounds... we grew in 2 different worlds... i grew in a simple closely tied family while he grew up in a broken /fragile one... i saw my mother as the queen ant in our home and my father as the 'servant/ soldier' ant... while theres was the opposite... we grew up with the rule in mind that children should be home immediately after school... nanay cant sleep until all of us is home... while he grew up with no restrictions... no one to shephered them home... and i totally understand him... but its just hard to ACCEPT...
He's been encouraging me to post in our blog. Its been a very long time since my last post. Its not just i dont have the time (coz im directly entertaining customers, or my computer is a snail), its just that i feel im not really good with words, and expressing my thoughts. this has been the perrenial complain of papa about me being not good in communication and its ironic to think i was then a speaker for the 'Communication' topic in the Supervisory Development Course... haha... Then i will quickly rebut that its not me who is the problem, but him who is so insensitive and 'manhid' to understand and can not read the words between the lines!!! Haha ... it will be then the beginning of a quarrel....
By the way, its true that 2007 has been a bumpy ride in our marriage.... Its the year I experienced crying pails of pails of tears.... sleepless nights of crying and anger.... headaches and heartaches ... its also the year i suffered vertigo and asthma attacks... yes pa, 2007 has been a difficult one to me...
All my life i have kept my self steem and trust intact, 2007 was the year it was put to test... papa knows why. (or i am just assuming... again?)
There were times i questioned God why He let me experienced those bad times, why He allowed it when i believe i was been a good child... obedient... All my life i've been pambered and loved being the youngest in the family... and now that i am married i can not get the little consideration from the man i loved... i became possessive and my tolerance level went down... i easily flares up... anger bursts became frequent even in front of my kids...i became irritable and become a totaly different person, even i dont know myself anymore. im surprised of myself doing things i dont think im capable of doing...
Yes... may be i am just so overly reacting... as papa said im just fuzzing on petty things...
In fairness to papa, he said he was just being himself... outgoing... a barkada man... alcohol and ratsada lover... yes, this was him, i should know coz we have known each other since college days.... but my head and heart refused to understand it, i cant accept the fact that he's still acting like the days when he had no wife and kids yet... for me its being irresponsible and selfish...
Papa cant understand why i just let myself asleep while waiting for him to come home... Just the thought of papa not in my side gives me quiver... I cant imagine opening our door in the wee hours with papa falling in the floor with body and face full of blood... my mind is full of wild thoughts... i cant even dare to close my eyes...
We've been ok for the 1st 4 years.. i understand his ratsada from time to time... and i completely support it... who am i to surpress his happiness? but the beginning of 2007 was just too much to bare... im not used to it... we seem to disagree on many things, especially on family matters.... i want our family to be intact, spending quality times with kids (which is rare considering our work)... with each other (we have opposite views on this)...
I sometimes rationalize that our differences stems from our different family backgrounds... we grew in 2 different worlds... i grew in a simple closely tied family while he grew up in a broken /fragile one... i saw my mother as the queen ant in our home and my father as the 'servant/ soldier' ant... while theres was the opposite... we grew up with the rule in mind that children should be home immediately after school... nanay cant sleep until all of us is home... while he grew up with no restrictions... no one to shephered them home... and i totally understand him... but its just hard to ACCEPT...
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