People are afraid of change. And I am not an exception to that. I am incredibly afraid of change. I discovered it while trying to prepare for work. Everything is a routine. I wake up 4:30, do a quick shower, eat the meal I had prepared last night, brush my teeth, and then wear something nice and walk until I get to ride a jeepney (inexpensive public transportation only in the Philippines.) I never change any of those routines,because if I will, I will be coming late for work. A workmate also noticed something on my computer, I had never been comfortable having a mishmash of the things I use for work. It's not Obsessive-Compulsive disorder but I just don't want to change what I am used to working with. I don't want to confuse myself. I don't want to change anything. I hate change.
Now I am trudging a new path. It's the path to Motherhood. And this is more than change. It's scary yet my stomach is getting bigger and I know I am going to be a mother pretty soon. I am 24, just the right age to marry, just the right age to become a mother yet my system says I am not ready for this big change yet. But I don't want my baby to think I am not capable to be a mother, I want him to think he's loved and he will be loved.
I refused those little changes, but here I am facing the most remarkable change a woman can ever experience. My mother died five years ago, Grandma died a year ago. Where will I seek guidance and advice? So to the mothers out there, you might want to drop your advice here.
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