First of all, I want to say that I miss you all! I miss writing! I miss seeing people who are reading my blog. I miss sharing what is in my mind.
I have been thinking of writing a blog almost every night however, I became so occupied these past few weeks.
My siblings and I joined a bazaar here in our village. I am joggling, household chores, homeschooling and selling stuffs in the bazaar. Don’t get me wrong, I am really enjoying it. My brother is the one who is looking after the bazaar from 1 to 5 in the afternoon, and I am taking over from 5 to 8 in the evening.
It was really fun because the sales is doing good. We are selling K-pop merchandise and a lot of teens love it. My siblings and I are so amazed on the outcome of our little store.
I became busy too doing the grades of my eldest as Term 1 just finished and I submitted her grades to the homeschool provider.
As you could see, I am trying to justify my absence. I have been longing to write and share with you the happenings that we had for the past few weeks, however my earthly body is already tired in the evening.
Today, I really wanted to find time to share with you the happiness that I have. After one and a half years, my husband finally managed to go home. I knew about his coming home, since November, though I knew it will really happen, I am quite hesitant to share it because the situation is always changing.
As you may know, my husband is stationed in Singapore. It became so strict in Singapore for Filipinos to go home because before they were requiring a 14-day stay in a hotel, which will be shouldered by Filipinos. It was quite expensive. Plus, they needed to ask an approval to the government for them to be able to come back in Singapore.
I already accepted that my husband will not be able to spend Christmas with us. I erased the thought of him being with us this holiday season. I said, I will just enjoy every moment that we are blessed and are still able to communicate well through video calls.
When my husband sent me a message, saying… “Good news Ma, I will be home this Christmas”. Singapore already allows Filipinos to go home, it is not that strict anymore. No amount to be paid. I got teary eyed. My siblings who were with me that time asked me if I am okay.
The news about Omicron came in and a lot of countries panicked on this new variant of Covid. I don’t want to be pessimistic but I said, I just need to accept if my husband’s flight would be changed.
Good thing, it is only the quarantine period that was changed. The days he spent in a hotel for quarantine were prolonged for 7 days. He had his swab test on the 5th day of his stay and the result was released after 48 hours.
The bazaar made me occupied reason why the waiting of 7 days did not become agonizing.
When the swab test result was released yesterday (negative from Covid), my brother and I hurriedly jumped into the car and fetched my husband.
Oh my!!! 1 1/2 years is the longest that we became apart! I managed the lockdown alone only with my children. I managed to do manly chores. Look after our house that was being constructed. Taking care of my children alone. Talking to my husband only through videocalls..
The waiting is over! My husband is now home. He is now with my children. Playing with them.
God is good! My youngest daughter’s prayer every night is for her father to be home. Every night that is what she was asking the Lord. God answered her prayers. Praise God for a Merry Christmas!