The other day, I was expectedly sad and blue because of the doctor’s advice. According to her, I had to seek other medical procedures as the normal way of “doing things” looked out of the question for me. This only bolstered my suspicion that I’m a freak. It shouldn’t have affected me anymore. As I said, I’ve already known somehow that I wasn’t “normal.” But to actually have my suspicion, nay, fear, confirmed by a doctor, was like damnation. If the doctor herself knows that there’s no other hope for me, I might as well be doomed.
Anyway, so there I was in the office. I’ve just heard the almost-devastating news (it’s probably not the worst news in the world) and I suddenly feel like bawling like a baby. But I couldn’t, at least, not in front of my staff. I decided to vent my feelings by posting a shout out over at my facebook account. About five minutes later, I checked my account and a message was already waiting for me. A friend, who had probably read my cry of despair, told me that she was sending me something to help me with my problem. It took me all I had to stop from crying. Tears had sprung up and I was pouting very hard to keep my chin from trembling. I could only hope nobody noticed as I wiped away a tear that had escaped.
What really touched me about the whole thing was that the person who sent me that message (and the package) wasn’t really somebody I’d consider a very close friend. We may have shared experiences but I’m sure I wouldn’t be the first person to come to her mind if the word “friend” were mentioned. And that’s just it. Despite the kind of friendship we had, she was the first person to console me in my time of need. The unexpectedness of it all caught me by surprise.
And then, there’s the thing she sent me. The week before, it had already been mentioned to me by another person. She said that this might help me in my quest for “happiness.”
About a couple of days later, I had dinner with some relatives. It was supposed to be another night filled with elderly people catching up and gossiping in their elderly ways. But the couple who sat with us at the table told of a true to life miracle. Their daughter had previously suffered a miscarriage because of a thyroid condition. She was told that she could not conceive until her medical condition had been treated. And so, she did not expect to be pregnant soon. But it wasn’t so long before her mother had noticed changes in her and thought she might be pregnant. She (the daughter) had bought several home pregnancy tests, all of which had shown a negative result. But her mother insisted. You’re pregnant, the mother said. So the daughter went to the doctor and sure enough, she was three months pregnant. Her doctors could not explain how or why this had happened. Whereupon, my own mother-in-law piped, “It’s a miracle.” As I sat there, I couldn’t help but think, there’s something in this conversation that’s meant for me.
I only got the message when I got home. There are somethings that defy science. All you really need is a strong faith, unfailing hope and consistent prayer.
In a Decision penned by Supreme Court Justice Carpio, the Supreme Court has seen fit to increase the number of party-list representatives in the House of Representatives.
