We take so many things in life for granted. Says someone who had always felt that she was always thoughtful, and that she would never abuse the power she had over time. And yes, that someone is me.
2017 ended in a way that 2018 started; with a runny nose and a cough and not really feeling 100%. But I remained optimistic of the year that was meant to be an eye-opener for me.
But things don’t always go according to plan. Rather than making the world my oyster, I found myself howled up in my room, with a phlegm-ridden chest, the inability to breathe normally or in a doctor’s clinic being prescribed 4-5 types of medication.
Prior to that, someone else in my family was taken to hospital as well, but I was asked to not say anything.
Now that February has slowly crept upon me, I am now on the road to getting better. Literally though, I spent 4 hours on the road, with my mouth mask on, and made our way to Zambales, a trip we had planned since the start of the year. I wasn’t sure if I was gonna go ahead with it because of my health, but I needed the fresh salty air. My dad always said that breathing in the air at the beach was always good for your health, and now that I’m pretty much desperate to get better, here I am.
In the last week that I’d been sick, there was more of a yearning to get out there, to exercise, to run, bike and swim. But that’s always the case isn’t it? If there’s something stopping us from doing something, the more we want to do it. That’s when you realise how much you’ve taken days and moments for granted.
And so I need to get better, and I need to work on making sure I spend these days well. I’m turning 35 this year and I’m still wondering what is in stall for me and if “this is it?” There are so many things I need to start doing right, and maybe it’s about time I made a list of my goals and work at achieving them instead of sitting around and waiting for things to happen.