My kids and I welcomed 2023 with our neighbors and we shared sparklers, fountains and fire crackers.
My girls enjoyed the evening, which was capped by viewing the fireworks of central QC from our neighbor’s roofdeck.
So for 2023, we will be embarking on a new adventure… Sort of. We’re going back to the place where my girls were born and where I grew up. Very familiar ground and yet it’s full of uncertainties. I will be in danger of making my world smaller because I will be back to my old stomping grounds. I’m in danger of regressing and throttling the growth that I had painstakingly nurtured. I’m scared of stunting.
But I’m doing this for my kids. They will benefit from growing up in a more protected and unpolluted environment. They’re now the priority, it’s no longer about me.
I say, I need to go forward, march to the tune of the band, and hope for the best. This new year will be a transition period for me, not only because I’m moving houses; I feel there’s a bigger shift that’s going to happen. I don’t know what exactly that is.
I’m out of therapy for 6 months now and 2023 will be a new start for me. I’ve been held back for two years and it was like I was loitering around purgatory longer than I should.
What will I be targeting to do this year?
- More diving; it will be easier since travel time will be cut because I would already be in the south
- Learn kiteboarding in Boracay
- Go to Moalboal or Coron
- Go surfing in Siargao, La Union, Zambales, or Baler.
- Go camping again with my kids either in Caliraya again or Tanay, Rizal
- Prepare for travel to Morocco or Spain in 2024; in the meantime I will bring my kids and mom to Singapore since it’s the easiest place when I have a brood to herd.
- Travel to the Bangkok, Hi Chi Minh, and Phnom Penh for work.
- Push for promotion of my two or three reporters
- Build my small homestead
- Start court proceedings for my annulment as I’m already out of therapy. I can finally battle it out in court
I’m sleepy.
