Its late at 9.28pm, the kids still wide awake, TV3 channel on with 999, reporting all the crime in the local nation. Havent got my dinner yet, but surely its a full of tiredness stomach.
While typing here in the laid back position ears listeniNg to the TV3 narration of the crime case, drug,adultry, etc.. Wondering, "is this what all the adult do when they grow up" What was gone wrong, where gone wrong.
The other hand just swinging big emotion 2 of hanna into good night sleep. I'm thinking maybe if i can develope my writing skill, i will write to earn money. That would be cool job for a cool mom, but my dream was always to have a farm, I dont know it is so weird. Its like it is the easiest dream to most people who had land. They just dont dream about it.
What i learn from my reflection happyness is not being get what you dreaming of, being beautiful, being in a good job with great earn, popular, being celebrities, having a big house, good husband, or whatever so.
Being happy is to be present to wherever you are, and be gratitude.
Ps.. Next i would write a little about little life story
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