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Goodbye, 2015

This year, I have not really been active with my blogging. Even my Facebook presence has somehow dwindled. There are just too many things that needed my attention more. Perhaps it is a sign that I am finally becoming more mature. However, I still turn to the comfort of the Internet to hopefully preserve some of my memories. I still delight at finding “See Your Memories” on Facebook.

The year 2015 has been good and bad to me. That is the normal scheme of things. You take the bad with the good. That is life. To really see how 2015 treated me, here is a breakdown:

Good:

  • I am back in Dominica. I was here with my family last year, but only for a month’s vacation. We are here for God knows how many years to come. Sometimes, it pays not to plan too much.
  • I am living with my parents. It has been a long time since I had spent this much time with them.
  • My son is doing well at his new school. He easily transitioned to speaking English all the time. I had made sure that his first language was still Filipino, and he can also understand the dialect (now considered another language) Bikol.
  • My husband has a good job in marketing here, even though we are new. It is a combination of luck, connections, and good education.
  • I am teaching primary school for the first time. It is loads of fun. I get a lot of hugs.
  • My back does not hurt as much as before. The Tarlov cysts are soothed by my more relaxed lifestyle here.
  • Work is not as grueling, though physical taxing (imagine working with 26 seven year olds without a teaching assistant!). I leave work early all the time, not like before when I had to sometimes stay at work from 6:30 am to 7:00 pm or even 9:00 pm. Work here is from 8:00 am to 4:00 pm at the latest.
  • Since Joreb’s nanny has started working full time at my parents’ house, I am his full time mom and caregiver: baths, meals, and all included. I spend a lot of time with him now, especially since I teach at the school he attends.
  • I started a Master of Science in Instructional Design and Technology at the University of the West Indies, Open Campus.
  • NO TRAFFIC
  • 300 square meters plus of plot of land for me and my brother, bought by our parents’ money and finalized under my efforts – fees paid by me and my brother.

Bad:

  • I miss the Philippines, especially my brother and my friends.
  • I quit a good job as a college instructor at Far Eastern University – TECH. I miss my old students.
  • I had to leave before I got to defend my Master of Fine Arts – Creative Writing thesis at De la Salle University.

 

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