“You always bring good news”

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Work has been overwhelming lately. There’s just too many things to do, with so little time, and not enough people to do the work. And that’s even already considering I have hyper efficient teams. Last Friday, I had to leave early at 7:30pm (yes, that’s early) because I was already dizzy and my head hurts.

Then today, I was on a call with one of our work partners a country away, to discuss one of the issues we were facing. I was just merely trying to share with him what my team was doing and planning to do, and he gave me a compliment that magically lifted my brain fog owing to stress/overwork/tiredness:

Whenever I get to have a call with you, I always end up relieved from our stress. You always bring us good news that makes us worry less.

He was just being honest in telling me how I am helping them. But in truth, I am the one who was thankful today, after that call. The stress/exhaustion that was lifted off me just by being on the receiving of that compliment must have been twice or more compared to the stress he said I helped reallocate.

Thank you, colleague, comrade. Let’s continue supporting each other!

life with a grade schooler: the one with the plastic bag

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You showed me your crafts book and told me you’re required to bring clear plastics trash bag the following day. This is at 11:50pm.

We searched frantically since our trash bag is the milky type. We have a clear one but it’s such a huge huge bag; perhaps, as tall as I am. We tried to unroll it first time, then looked around again. When we couldn’t find a clear plastic, we went back to the huge bag. And stared at it.

Then, eyes twinkling I could almost see the light bulb, you said: let’s cut a small portion, and then I can tape shut one edge.

Gasp. Such problem solving skills! Why didn’t I think of that. Awestruck.

life with a grade schooler: being there for a friend

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As you unloaded your bag, you happily exclaimed to me you got a letter from your classmate (who I happen to know). On her short but sweet letter, she said sorry for suddenly crying during your task together today and that she thanks you for comforting her and that she’ll do better next time.

You looked so happy reading the letter (apparently you put off reading it until you could read it in my presence) yet confused as well. You said you didn’t say anything. That what you did was just rub her back and waited for her to cry her heart out, until she’s ready to move forward and carry on with the task.

After hearing your story, while saying it in your comical way, it’s my turn to cry. I’m so proud of you baby. Because you did the best thing a friend could do on times like that. Sometimes, all we need is just a friend who will sit beside us, pat our back, wait for us silently, support us, not judging us, wait for us until we’re ready to move forward again. Thank you for being you.