Onwards to a new career....

As I now become a member of the unemployed, effective April 20 I retire from my copy writing job to help out the family as an au pair. Seriously, I will now be retired officially and will be taking care of the little ones at home so my sister can pursue her dreams. It is not really a hard decision for me because I know that the internet world will not leave me away from work.

I have stayed at home full-time when I was taking care of my son. Though it was tiring and fulfilling, I felt that my brain was stagnating. So, getting ready for this new career, I decided to look for online jobs. One of the things I recently finished was to become a member of Sulit.com.ph which I have heard before but has not had the time to register with. This will ensure that not only will my brain be working but, it will make my nanny days more profitable.

And I will always be grateful I made my decision to join Sulit.com because I realized how helpful it can be, and I am enjoying myself so much. I certainly hope, I can invite more friends to join.

A Salute to my Father

When I decided to go my own way after college my father sent me a letter and a poem. And though it was hard for him to let go, the poems says it all. Someday, I hope I will be as smart as he is when it comes to my son and have the ability, the guts and the love to let him be whatever he wants to be, as my father has done to me.



On Children
Kahlil Gibran

Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.

You may give them your love but not your thoughts,
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,
which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them,
but seek not to make them like you.
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.

You are the bows from which your children
as living arrows are sent forth.
The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite,
and He bends you with His might
that His arrows may go swift and far.
Let our bending in the archer's hand be for gladness;
For even as He loves the arrow that flies,
so He loves also the bow that is stable.

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