I was sharing on Facebook an article of Rappler about a mother who slapped her baby's face at the hospital. I captioned, "crazy mother!". I did not receive any response from friends except 2 days later when a friend commented that maybe we should understand more as the mother could be suffering from post-partum disease. He supported that others could even kill themselves or their child.
I heard about the dangers of diving and had so many apprehensions because of that. Yesterday, I risked them all. No one can say he lived his life when it is lived in fear. So yesterday, I said yes and stuck to that commitment. I am glad I did. The underwater world is a world I have not explored. I plan to explore it well. :)
I was holding in this post because I did not want to jinx anything. I've been so overwhelmed by the fact that I'm still on track on this 52 Week Savings Challenge program that I had to write about it. I'm ecstatic! :)
Today I discovered the wonderful feature of Block this Caller in IOS7. It does not only block the Contact from calling, it also automatically blocks you from receiving any text message or iMessage from that Contact. How great is that?! When the person calls, the call gets dropped. When the person sends SMS or iMessage, it will be successfully sent in his view but you won’t be receiving any, even after you’ve unblocked the Contact back.
Hospitals give me the creeps. I always believe (hope, could be a more appropriate word) that I have not developed the fear of hospitals but every time I get into a hospital, I suddenly feel all the feelings I felt when I was caring Nate. The hospital scent, scenes are all too familiar. I find myself depressing after. The memory of how I felt are still very fresh. I remember all the prayers I bombarded heaven with. I remember all the bargains. I remember every tear. I find it hard to shake it off.