June 2014, it has been a year when I came to a point in life where I almost had it all as a young professional. I got a position in the government working on a project I was actually passionate and interested about with occasional travels and speaking engagements around the region, was on my 2nd half of masters studies with incredibly brilliant colleagues and mentors, manually drove (emphasis on manual so I can tell myself, I am a certified driver!) a shiny red auto in black stilettos and corporate blazers, a debit card that was one swipe away from my periodic indulgence. My bank statement was worth some digits then. Not to mention, I got the best support system of my parents, friends, a religious community close to my heart, and a God-answered-and-given boyfriend. I could safely say I was productive round the clock.
Then, just a few months after, I got pregnant, delivered a healthy baby boy and had to walk in an unfamiliar phase of life all over again sacrificing everything I once had. Right at this very moment, I wish I should've clung to it and enjoyed it a little bit longer. I miss those days..............
