If we hold on together…

It’s my little girl’s birthday today…

Birthday cake

Well, I guess she’s no longer little but one thing’s for sure, she’ll always be daddy’s little girl. She’s working now – an English teacher like what her father once was and though things may be different somewhat, some may still stay the same.

She would want to pay for the things she buys and pick up the tab when we eat out and she does not even want us to trouble us to cook and freeze the food for her to take to her rural school so she can just heat it up and eat, thus saving her all that trouble. Instead, she’ll buy her fresh supplies every week and cook her own. We would still buy stuff and cook nice things for her though and I would insist on footing the bill when we go some place to dine – after all, I have my monthly pension and though it may not be exactly a lot, there is enough to get by. ..and like I always say, it’s only money – I can’t bring it with me when I go so I might as well put it to good use at this point in time in any way I can.

For one thing, she’s a perfectionist and takes everything she does very seriously. Thus, she gets rather stressed out as there are so many things to do as a teacher that go beyond the core business of their profession – to teach…and she’s definitely not one to bend here and there and take shortcuts or find an easy way out. Other than that, she gets very depressed as her kids, being from the immediate surroundings in the middle of nowhere, are not in the least motivated to study and learn – all they would want to do all day would be to play and fool around but she tries all ways and means to win them over and help them the best she can.

But she’s new, in it for only a few months so I guess in time, she’ll grow stronger and become more confident in what she’s doing and will enjoy her career a whole lot more, like I did, fingers crossed. In the meantime, all I can do is to offer her words of consolation and encouragement and pray that she’ll always be strong physically, emotionally and spiritually and whatever it is, through thick and thin, I will be here for her always and I’m sure things can get better…if we hold on together.

Don’t lose your way
With each passing day
You’ve come so far
Don’t throw it away

Live believing
Dreams are for weaving
Wonders are waiting to start
Live your story
Faith, hope and glory
Hold to the truth in your heart

Souls in the wind
Must learn how to bend
Seek out a star
Hold on to the end

Valley, mountain
There is a fountain
Washes our tears all away
Words are swaying
Someone is praying
Please let us come home to stay

When we are out there in the dark
We’ll dream about the sun
In the dark we’ll feel the light
Warm our hearts, everyone

If we hold on together
I know our dreams will never die
Dreams see us through to forever
As high as souls can fly
The clouds roll by
For you and I


Happy birthday, darling!