Feeling bored and a little down; I went through our old family albums yesterday. I was expecting to have more depressed feelings because I know that I will be missing my parents who have been abroad for more than 12 years once I see their pictures.

Surprisingly; It made me smile and eventually laughing at nothing. The old photographs reminded me of the good old days and uplifted my spirit. My baby shots were definitely adorable ( ahem! ) and my transition was overwhelming. I never realized how skinny I was back then or how boyish i was during my teen-age years. I appreciated my Parents more too. How I admired my father who looked like FPJ and my mother who was a Nida Blanca look-alike. My sisters were to die for...Their beatles hair-cut and sudden transformation was fantastic!

It's ironic how some lucky people age gracefully and become more attractive as time goes by. I started to realize that there was nothing to be sad about. Growing up, my life was not that bad at all. Sure, now that I have my own family; Problems have been everywhere...As I grow older; People around me , who, I do not even know; started hating me for giving 101% of myself to my work. My dedication to my craft was often questioned and no matter how hard I tried, it was very hard for me to please everybody.

After reminiscing ; My eyes were opened to the fact that I have been blessed eversince. That trials come and go and that I do not have any obligation to please the people around me. For as long as I have my family's support and love plus loyal friends whom I have had since highschool; then , feeling lonely and depressed just because of petty problems made me feel selfish. Now I am celebrating life and thanking God for the children he has bestowed me with and a husband who has been with me through thick and thin. I am so glad that I have rummaged through those old pictures.

Remembering the happy feelings made me whole again.