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Life Isn’t Bad At All

Year 1999. When we first met. Two different races, two different places, two different cultures yet bound as one. Getting-To-Know stage was the fun-filled moments; we hang-out and talked about different things that we see from our places and people that we encounter. Despite the fact that we both like each other, things didn’t go well as how we want ’em to be. People warned us that this relationship would never work, as they believe, relationships should be based on similarities and beliefs. Criticisms, discouragements and trials were the three main things that helped us gone through all the ups and downs that we had. No matter how painful it was, we stood by one another. It was in year 2001 when we thought everything was over. Someone came along in the middle. He went on his own. I went on my own. Things fell apart. Though it was hard to go on, we tried as much as we could. And just like how we first met, that’s how we met again, promised that this time, no one can ever come between us. As they always say, you can never have the most possible thing that you always wished for without going through the hardest part. ‘Glad we did!

Year 2004. We got married. Thought it would be as easy as what we thought. Again, questions were asked by people who do not know what we really feel and had planned for ourselves : Are you sure about each other? Do you think your marriage will survive with your differences? Where will you settle in? What about your future children, which school will you send them to? There may not be certain answers to these questions, but there is one word that assures everything : WE – we understand each other, we know who we are, we respect our own decisions, we compromise, and most of all we love each other sincerely. Now, that we are together, more trials have come our ways. Back to zero. But as I always tell him, no one can ever come between us, as long as we are together.
27 February 2005. I wrote this story. I was so down yet I kept on hoping and praying. He lost his job and had to go backhome.

28 February 2005. In less than 24 hours, my prayers were answered. He kept us together and gave us what we asked for.

26 April 2005. He’s back. T’was the day when I conceived. Heehee!
23 May 2005. It was nearly an hour since we got home, I couldn’t wait… I opened the kit, went in the bathroom, followed the instruction, sat on the toilet bowl impatiently with my legs up on it. Till I see the first line coming. Oh my God! I am pregnant. I jumped off where I was sitting and started screaming, I am pregnant! I am pregnant! I am pregnant! Your Dada was surprised to hear what I was screaming for and started kissing me all around my face. He immediately scanned the result and saved it in our personal computer. Then he whispered, thanks mahal!
23 January 2006. The greatest-priceless gift of all was given to us…. I gave birth to a baby girl. We were so proud. Every time I think of those MOMents, I could still feel the joy that she had brought to our lives. Until this moment…. this very moment… 27 May 2007. And now I could tell myself life isn’t bad at all.
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YOUR DIGITAL MOM NEXT DOOR A full-time home-based Marketing Manager by day, 24/7 Mom, and a Blogger at any time. I’m 42 and proud. Mom of Derelle & Erchelle, sharing my adventures as I walk through motherhood and having to do most things on my own while my Indian national husband works miles away from home.


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