with the Fr. R. Yap, President of XU, husband Michael, sister Gay and the Registrar... thanks to Denis B. Dizon for this wonderfully taken photo |
When I decided to go back to school after what was once thought of as "barren years" outside of the academe, I felt the God's hands putting back some broken pieces out of me. I felt the direction slowly taking its shape until I was employed as a public school teacher.
Truly i had to juggle graduate school, work, being a wife and mother to my daughter. More so when at some points we did not have anyone to assist us in the house. I thought at times why I had to go on with my post graduate studies. I got sick at times but still I felt God inspiring me even more. When I was in the middle of my dissertation, I felt God's generosity through a financing from Xavier University where I realized He just wanted me to get through it.
A lot of times, I felt I have physically "beaten" and stretched myself beyond limit. There were times when I felt numbness. When thinking was no longer possible. When inside of me I felt like a crying child so hungry to just be assured and cuddled. I kept on saying sorry to myself. The ultimate physical breakdown came when I had anxiety attack and I felt I had shortness of breath and that I fear dozing off to sleep for I might not wake up the following day. Ohh that one I prayed hard not to happen.
My dear husband was there all throughout. But I craved for more...prayer...to go back and strengthen my love relationship with God. And indeed it was a "love affair" in the midst of that so very busy stage in my academic life. I graduated by God's provisions of material blessings and mercy. I finished post graduate studies seeing His "unlimited presence" in varied forms. I could not ask for more...:-) except to thank My God:-)
PS...and when I get home...I felt that I was just "nobody" except a wife to my very supportive husband and mother to a very refreshingly innocent little girl...our new naughty playmate in the house ...Maria Mikaela.:-)
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