Text Message.
I got a text message yesterday from a friend.
It says:
"Sometimes you just want to quit when things start hurting you. You want to leave everything as it is before the pain gets worse. But once you remember how much you've prayed, how much you really wanted it, and why you were fighting in the first place, hope comes back into your heart and maybe, just maybe- it is worth going this far."
I'll never forget the moment I read this message. As if there's a light that hit somewhere and I found myself reading this message over and over again.
I remember the time when I was still looking for a job. The time when I hurt my feet because of waiting for so many hours just to get my turn for an interview. The other one was when I cried because of those three man who bullied me, I was even thinking of Papa that moment. When I applied for a job and luckily got it. And when Mama was so happy for me, she even hugged and kissed me. My first day at my first work. The first time I was endorsed for a morning shift. The moment I got my first ever perfect document. The RLA's out of town. The Christmas party. The laugh trip moments with my best morning shift co-workers. The days I'm happy and the days that I'm so tired and mad. The moment they told me I'm going to transfer into another group. My first day at NorCal. The first three days of sacrifice, sleepy nights, and even got to the point of writing a resignation letter just to feed up my angriness. The nightmares I got for my first week and the first laugh I had with them. And all of the simple and joyful things I made and gave to other people, and not expecting anything in return..
Those things, from a simple quote-like text message.
I could never forget the moment I was eager to go to the ER to talk about my work. Or even ask them how to make a resignation letter. I was so desperate, I thought that everyone I'd see was an enemy. I thought I was betrayed. I thought God had forgotten me.
But I was wrong.
Until I finally assessed everything, because I waited for everything to turn out into what things really are.
My job, this is the only thing I got for myself. I once made a blog post about this- saying, "Quitting is a healthy choice." This is the only thing I got and was so proud- and yet still pushing through. I hate to think about it but I already point it out for Lovely to realize this one thing- if it doesn't make you happy then that's the time that you have to quit, it's a healthy choice.
I always say, "I have no choice" when in fact there is always an option.
That's why I tried to fight that kind of mantra.
I made it this far, and maybe these things really are worth a try.
Because I always have an option to stop. :)
And God always bring you the best life has to offer!
And when things get too ugly, remember how to wait until things turn out into something.
I was never been good at deciding that's why I usually assess things and from them, decide- what's good and what's right.
I'll push through the limits.
I'll never give up until it's time to quit.
And make things work, for me and for my loved ones.
Having the best family, friends and great co-workers are enough to make life easier to breath.
Happy Valentine's to all! :)
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