Counting my blessings

The other day, I was browsing the internet for information on a cult society. A gym friend told me her sister in law is a cult member and told me horror stories of their activities *shivers*

And hence, I came across a blog post about someone's experience from this cult's recruitment. Apparently, these kind of movements usually zero in on people who are helpless, depressed, or demotivated in life. The person was saying how at that point in life how miserable and meaningless life is when she was almost drawn to that cult society. But fortunately, something snapped and she felt it wasn't for her.

That story brought me back to reflect on my own life. I remember I did feel something like that once a long time ago, on how just meaningless and pointless life was, even though I was already in a relationship who's now my husband. I knew something was missing in life, I wanted to have a family to feel complete and meaningful. I wanted to stop working to care for them and bring them up. 

And yes indeed, I am now living the life I wanted and dreamed of. I always believe, this is the high point of my life, being happy, contented, living the life I wanted. I don't know what the future holds for me when I am old and frail, but at least, I am feeling so so so blessed in life right now. I don't need to go travel the world and see God's creation, I am already living with it. The 3 monkeys I am blessed with are truly God's beautiful creations who makes me jump yet makes me smile all the time. 

For this, I also can't thank my hubs enough for supporting me to live my dream, to take care these three little monkeys myself. Thank you Lord, and thank you, my dear darling hubby (who also makes me jump most of the time too.)