Back again
I am back.
I am back to blog. Having been away for quite some time. Living in isolation. Depression became my uninvited guest in the house. It made me feel so dreadful of so many things -- of everything.
My major fear was the future. Dreading if I still have a future -- a future to shape a good, stable tomorrow for my children. I was lucky. Life changed for me. I do not know what happened or why it happened.
I was back -- back to start -- from nothing. Have to start all over again.
I was back to a new old house. A newly acquired old second-hand bungalow house. I felt really sad for my children because I felt that I had failed them -- disappointed. The money I earned abroad can only afford that kind. The interior was pathetic -- chipping tiles and all. But I was lucky -- lucky to have an understanding children. They do not mind -- simply do not mind the ugliness -- even the leaking roof! We dread the rain.
Are all these connected? Like a chain? But how will it end?
Has it something to do with my father's passing. The constant reminder of losing a father was a terrible experience.
Grief was grave.
And I was alone.
It was emergency 101.
Then came Recovery.
Depression left .
God is good. God is great!
I am back to work. Working again to earn a living -- for myself and for my children (kudos and acknowledgment goes to my sometimes loving and most of the time grumpy partner -- the hubby -- who is helping a lot, especially in handling and dealing with the children).
Am back to my reality -- my world. The world of the work force --.
I am back to see old familiar faces -- the ones belonging to the very dear friends and the not so very dear ones.
