Irony of Life
When I was younger, I was fearless. I didn’t fear death.
Heck, I wanted to die young. I had several suicide attempts by overdose but I’m
still alive and kicking. Having a family and raising kids was the last thing, if not at all on my mind. Little did I know, that God would bless me with
such a wonderful gift – a daughter. Now that I am a mother, a single mother I
may add, my greatest fear is to die young and leaving my daughter by herself. And
the irony of it all is that now that I wish to die old and watch my daughter
grow, I now suffer from endometriosis. This illness had affected my heart and
mind, as I suffer from irregular heartbeats, faintness, and anxiety. I guess
that’s why they always say that we should be careful of what we wish for. When
I wanted to waste my life away, I was healthy and strong. But now that I now
cherish life, I am now sickly. Perhaps this is God’s punishment for my
ungratefulness. Most of the time people only learn one thing’s value when it is
gone. Had I known that I would have a beautiful and precious, I would have
taken better care of myself. I would have started saving earlier. Now, I’m
doing my best to fight this illness and I’m taking care of myself more. That
way, I could take care of my daughter better.
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