Just a little bit longer…
It has been quiet in here. Hello? Anyone reading? Anyway... I'm going to stay in Colombia longer than expected, just a few extra days because I'm under medical treatment and I have a bad ear infection, so the doctor said flying wasn't such a good idea; thank God for travel insurance! My mom is the one who doesn't care much about the ear infection, ha ha... As long as I'm here with her and now with the new house, moving, organizing, she needs help although I have to admit that I'm of little or no help at all because I'm feeling very weak.
The good news is that the treatment with alternative medicine is working wonders, I feel much better, I'm not depressed anymore and I'm losing weight. On the other hand, my friend who's a doctor too removed my earwax because my ears were so clogged I was not hearing well and I was kind of used to it, but now I have improved hearing and wowsa... My ORL had told me I produce too much wax, but my friend kind of laughed until she saw what came out. Don't go all "Ewww" because wax is not dirt.
I've spent the last couple of days catching up with my e-mail and I think I'm good for now. I better go and watch my nephew who's roller-skating outside "with my permission". He's quite the politician... "Tía Tiz, can I go play outside, under your conditions?" -- Such a joy. I hope everyone is doing well.
Virtous Mom
My mother is far from being perfect, but I can assure that she has reached a state of virtue only a few human beings are capable to achieve. No, I'm not exaggerating. No, it isn't because she's my mom... She's just too good to be true. Of course she has her flaws, but her good deeds make up for that and well, we all need the balance.
How many of us can say that we can hear our family and friends complaining for hours, day by day, without criticizing them instead of trying to understand and at a given moment... avoiding or ignoring them? Not many. But she has a friend who calls every day crying and complaining and she just feels a great deal of compassion; I don't have a friend I can say can hear all my complaints without getting tired or bored... Oh well, I have my mom :) Anyway, she's amazing.
But one of the things I love the most about my mom is that she taught me to say "Thank You" and to be grateful for even the little things in life. I don't care if there are some human beings out there calling me "an ungrateful brat" for they are judging that way because of one situation that doesn't describe my character. The truth is, I'm thankful because my mother taught me very well to say "Thank You" and because no matter how cold and dismissive people are toward me, I will always be capable of showing that I care, even if they don't even say that precious thank you.
No, nothing happened. These are just reflections I make, especially after the holidays. These are reflections I make because I know somewhere, out there, there are more people like my mom and I'm hoping to cross paths with them.
Days of Rainbow
What are the chances, in a city of 3 million people, to find one of your best friends after years of not being in contact? Especially, when that friend moved to Argentina and you moved to Canada? It happened to me today... I still can't believe it! My best friend from University, Martha, was right there, waiting to cross the avenue when I saw her and I screamed her name. We hadn't seen each other since I got married and then we lost contact because she was pursuing her degree in Plastic Surgery in Argentina. I didn't know she was here, she didn't know I was here and I had the idea of trying to contact her family to ask about her and I had this wonderful surprise today.
While I post this entry, I'm chatting with her. She's telling me about her life, her family, her new boyfriend (a little brainiac who studies in West Virginia) and I'm just so happy... because of this and because I've started treatment with my Dr. here in Colombia, alternative medicine, lots of acupuncture, neural therapy and natural medications to fix me up. I'll be with this Dr. until I go back to Canada and then, from there, I'll continue through the distance. Even if I'm one of the people who is most against it, I've started the Atkins Diet because I need to reduce the fat in my body in order to help my pancreas, but this is not a long term thing and is very well controlled to avoid any damage to my kidneys and so on. I'm good, I was VERY depressed, but I'm better now. And now I have a reason to celebrate... finding my friend!
Back to Anti-Spam
I had disabled my host Anti-Spam tool because I was missing some messages that got filtered and came from friends and other fellow bloggers, but just in one night I received 30 freaking unwanted messages, so it's back to blocking. I'm sorry if some of you have felt ignored by me, but I didn't receive any mail from certain domain names because the Anti-Spam program decided to take some of my friends dot coms and put them in the "BlackList". I'll have to figure out is there's a way for me to "Authorize" certain addresses, but for now Spam Assasin and Spam Box will be my bests friend again.
Note: I just found out that with Horde I can check the Spam Folder to see if there's any messages from friends that got filtered :) I guess I'll be replying some really old messages with an excuse.
The first day of 2004
So, my last entry had nothing to do with best wishes for the New Year, but if you scroll a little bit down you will find one with that kind of content. Anyway, I hope everyone had a great end of 2003 and a wonderful start of this 2004... Time flies! New Year's Eve found me trying to look into the past with a little bit of "nostalgia", but I decided to forget about it because it was causing more pain than glory; some things are better left in the past no matter how good our intentions are... somebody always ends up getting hurt and I don't want it to be me.
Honestly, I had a rough day, spent it feeling very blue thinking of and missing Patrice. I've had a really good time here, but it's time for me to start marking up the days on the calendar because I miss home and that is Canada, where the love of my life is. As much as I've tried to put it aside, I'm going to start taking Prozac again because it's been months now of feeling "abnormal". I guess 2004 will mark the return of the "Happy Pill" to my life and this time I hope I will be smart enough to take it as I should, for the time I should.
