Lucky Me!

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Not everyday I realise how lucky I am, how incredibly rewarding my life has turned out and this is as good as it gets. I moaned and complained, cried 'Why me?!" rather should have said "Wow, it's me!". Domestic life gets a bad rep. But the truth is: a comfortable home, healthy food, safe bed and knowing how my life is going to be tomorrow, is way better than the alternative.  I moved around so long and searched so hard that I forgot the part where I should enjoy the calm and the word 'settle' is not sub-par. 

Like everyone, I have been fed by the society a steady diet of the never-ending scramble for resources and to take pride in the 'race', be a 'winner'. It took me a while to step away and understand that it's the peace that wins and no one ever feels it until they stop for a breather. Thats what is this blog about, the JOMO - the joy of missing out, the race and resting in peace (not in death, but in life). 

A walk in the beach


Today, it's  raining outside and I am watching my favourite show, sitting on bed... it's not fortune, but it took 30 years to reach here.. at this moment, in this stage of life! A small place near beach, apartment ownership, a trustable partner, a sweet kid, a good friend, a pet, a TV in bedroom, a bathtub, a fridge full of fruits .... doesn't sound like much, but from where I come from, it's a fairytale! A fairytale many of my family member/ friends have not reached or will never do. I used to pray for all these.

Do I want more? off course I do! but I am not in the race anymore, there is nothing to miss out. Whatever is meant for me comes to me easily better. I ain't striving anymore.

I get what I want and without struggle, its easy! That's how I know it's mine. I appreciate every part of this life, the good, the mundane and the boring parts! This is my heaven and my happily ever after! this is my own happy ending and I don't need to run any more.  

Until next time...



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