It Keeps on Coming

I do not really believe in myself, maybe because I am blinded by negativity or maybe I am just more sensitive to criticism than praise.  These past few weeks, a lot of things happened.

I am friends with Leo for 26 years and after not seeing him for ten years, he came for a surprise visit. A busy fellow being a doctor by profession, he flew in just to meet me.

          that I should put an effort to communicate with him as we 
          are good friends tested by time, and that he is a concerned 
          fellow, not for good times alone but also to let him know of 
          any death in the family, accidents met, or my regular bouts 
          of sadness.  


This weekend, a parent invited me to a birthday party and knowing nothing but being a guest, I was equally surprised to see most of my former students in attendance. They were screaming and shouting in excitement to see me.

          the presence of the parents at that time was joyous as 
          they recall how I became an instrument in their children's 
          lives. It was uplifting to hear their unending gratitude.


Then, another friend of mine of 23 years came for a visit.  Vlad mentioned that I was the highlight of his trip, well, one of the four, though the other three were work related.  Anyway, we reminisced old times together when we walked the roads of Sukhumvit looking for a place to eat during our church days with other members of ECB. 

          that I should, in a way, be telling my friends of my whereabouts and    
          things that happen in my life or any recent developments be it personal   
          or professional in nature. He added that, them, my good friends get 
          worried and hurt if I do not trust or confide in them about myself.  We 
          ended the day as he blessed me with prayers. 


Just a few days ago, I was even asked by a school superintendent to my principal as to the whereabouts of Jonathan and how he, 

          made the children succeed in their school after they 
          leave my class.  I was so elated. 


People have been telling me that I am loved, cared for, remembered and treasured. I then realized that I am selfish in a way, and afraid to open myself up to others.  That I should reach for them in whatever ways and in any due time without hesitation. That I do not bother them in any manner, but is being open to their hospitality. 


I will be more open to others, more amiable to all, 
and see myself as a person of worth.  

That I should love myself first so that I could see the beauty in others.
  
That if I feel beautiful, then everything turns beautiful as well.  

That if I am thankful of what I had and have, things will just go its right course.  

Good begets good, and happier thoughts to live.