A page from my diary on my birthday

Updated: Dec 29, 2020

Well, I have added one more year to my calendar. Congrats and a very happy birthday to me!


It was a great adventure and a bumpy one too. Let’s see what are the things which came up into my life till now. I should begin with the things that I am thankful for.

Having a wonderful partner who supported me all those years through thick and thins.

I appreciate that in all these years I remained healthy, especially during the toughest times of my life. Though I had some minor issues here and there, but overall, I remained strong. Married to a doctor always comes in handy (but then they don’t fret about some minor ailments etc. or one cannot fake sickness).

The moment which I can’t forget is the instance when I held, the most magnificent gift of all time, my son, in my arms.

Having a wonderful partner who supported me all those years through thick and thins. We were very young when we fell for one another. Even at that time we somehow knew that we are meant for each other. When we became known to the fact that other people will make it their personal affair to discredit us, but the connections between us remained strong.

It was not an easy path. I couldn’t do my masters because the people around us were not happy about the choices of our lives. He couldn’t become a specialist that he always dreamt of, not because he didn’t have the intelligence, but the cost was pretty high. We have to leave the country because our living style didn’t match that of the rest of the people. We left everything behind and got onto the road to the unknown.


The moment which I can’t forget is the instance when I held, the most magnificent gift of all time, my son, in my arms. I am grateful for that joyous moment of my life still embedded within me. I understood the complexity that came with unconditional love. I always wondered how my mother kept unconditional love for all of her children. Still, I am not as good as her. Motherhood changed me just like everyone else, and after lots of sleepless nights, fatigue, and exhausting days, I got through. He is now a teenager.

A dip into the past took me to a primary school where I worked and where I was the favorite teacher of my students.

Well, I am not of the type, but people used to judge a person as a parent a lot. When you are “the best” you will get a certificate of the “Best Mother” and vice versa. I dislike these kinds of judgmental theories. We may fail in certain tasks while going through the complex process of motherhood, but we never stop loving our children.

A dip into the past took me to a primary school where I worked and where I was the favorite teacher of my students. My kindness to my students was taken as undue empathy by my colleagues who thought as I have no children of my own right now so I was doing a bit extra. But, to me, I was just doing the right amount. I had watched kids coming to school tired, hungry, angry, and for the most part undernourished though they belonged to well-off families.


My point is, people just see skin deep. Nobody cares to delve deeper. They go after looks mostly. I, as a nutritionist, will always say that I will find healthy skin a beautiful skin. The same was my answer to a tweet about the looks.


In the society where I grew up, children are mostly supposed to do whatever they are told and they are there to fulfill the purpose of the previous generation. Moms who are themselves anemic, malnourished, and over-worked with no economic benefits, cannot provide care, love, and look after their children. Reproduction is there, but the production of a healthy generation has been left way far behind than we have ever expected.


In addition to this, unnecessary stresses make one prone to unhealthy choices. For example, if somehow one can afford to get food will always make bad choices in selecting what to eat and how much.


One day I was alarmed to become aware of the fact on social media that a famous real-life celebrity was giving away her adopted autistic son back to a care-home, as (according to her) she couldn’t meet his demands and couldn’t handle them. She was getting all kinds of hatred and angry comments on social media. Again, judgmental behavior. We are quick to jump to the conclusion, maybe her intentions were not bad, and practically she cannot handle his needs anymore. It can be a similar situation for people wanting to have babies so that they can put wonderful photos of them on instar or anywhere else. It’s no harm in doing so but always think about the baby first, because s/he will not remain, baby, all her/his life. Having a baby is getting a full responsibility of a human being in our hands.

Child star Macaulay Caulkin (Home Alone) told in a Podcast that it was revealed to him that his dad was jealous of him because of the things his dad couldn’t achieve, which he had at ten.


"Do good or I’ll hit you?”, He said, “He was a bad man and abusive, both physically and mentally. I can show you all my scars if I wanted to."

The world is full of darkness, but wherever there is darkness, the light will be lurking nearby. As there is never absolute darkness.

I started my blog with my husband and my son as my co-authors. Whatever I write here or select to be posted here are either my first-hand experience or knowledge related to my long period of study of this society coupled with my education.

I am grateful that I started this blog. I value my followers, fellow bloggers, and the writing community constantly supporting me by nominating, commenting, and sharing my stuff.

For example, my son was overweight some years back. The strategy, I and my husband applied, we shared with my readers on this blog. The way we felt about the world events and experiences, we just try to write as such backing us with scientific facts.


Anyway, I am grateful that I started this blog. I value my followers, fellow bloggers, and the writing community constantly supporting me by nominating, commenting, and sharing my stuff. I am indebted to my readers for admiring and correcting me where there is a need for improvement.


I have learned a lot during this time of blogging, I not only write, but spend nearly 75% of my online time visiting others’ blogs, reading their posts, and making comments on them. I have seen people writing amazing stuff about mental health, social problems, motherhood, and wellbeing. I read about their struggles, achievements, and their passion. I started to feel a deep connection with some of them. I realized that so many people needed to be listened to. Among them are Autistic, Trans, and LGBT. Some are trying their best to raise awareness regarding their struggles and others are supporting them.

I have learned through my experience of blogging that among my community of bloggers most of them are not just great bloggers but amazing people too.

I have learned through my experience of blogging that among my community of bloggers most of them are not just great bloggers but amazing people too. I am obliged to be in their contacts. It’s indeed an amazing experience. People from all walks of life, cultures, ages, ethnicities are here. Sometimes it looks like a virtual culture hub, where we come to know one another and try to understand each other’s’ diverse thoughts and lives. Among them, one can find like-minded but not always.


When I was writing this on my birthday, I didn’t forget to thank the support of my family and friends for my blogging journey. When I started, I didn’t know a thing about blogging, but my husband and son were always there to support me at every step and they still do.


Last, but not least, I am grateful:


For all my teachers who somehow looked over me as my guardian angels, knowingly or otherwise.


For all the beautiful childhood memories with my siblings and friends.


To the pilots, bus drivers, nurses, doctors, janitors, and strangers who have made my journey home possible or kept our streets clean and safe.


For all the great movies, programs, cartoons, documentaries, books, music, and dances, I have ever watched, listened to, and enjoyed.


To the place, I am living now, where I feel safe and content.


To myself, for making the choices that kept me going or the mistakes I made to learn and grow.


For having genes which made my life easier and avoid me catching certain diseases.


Additionally, I forgive all family, friends, classmates, and strangers who made my life impossible or difficult so that they can win or merely feel good.


I ask for forgiveness if I offended or hurt somebody, after all, I need a free pass because it’s my birthday.


That will be a great end to my ever-beautiful birthday. I will be hoping to have more.


 

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