I'm learning a lot about resilience lately...

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 I'm learning a lot about resilience lately. Whenever I listen to stories from people I know, I always feel bad for being ungrateful for what I have. I’m not saying that their situation is worse than mine, but I get this feeling of guilt because I feel dissatisfied with my life.

I also had this thought the other day about the margin between the rich and the poor. As a person with a low income, it’s hard not to compare. People my age are successful, and I love it for them. I really do. These little insecurities-turned-inspirations are the reason why I persevere in life. 

This week, my sister's friend asked for help with her job hunting. I gave her the necessary details and information to pass her interview. Unfortunately, her first try did not go well. I feel bad because she had to travel from Iligan to Cagayan de Oro with her baby just for that interview. 

It breaks my heart to be financially incapable of helping everyone. I am neither a superhero nor the president of our country, and I cannot save everyone. Including them in my prayers is the least that I can do. If only I could do something other than pray for her and her baby.

Sometimes life tests us to be strong for what’s about to come. We may not like our current situation, but we also need to face the consequences of our actions, and this is hers. I just can’t stop thinking about her and her baby. Life is hard nowadays, and it is especially hard when you don’t have someone to lean on. I admire her bravery for getting this far. Her journey was not an easy one. 

I just hope her circumstances will change this year. I really hope God will help her and her baby.


E.

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