This week, I began seriously thinking about starting a gratitude journal. This blog by a good friend of mine is my inspiration. Despite work being fast-paced & busy, there MUST be good things about being an expatriate that I often forget/overlook and/or ignore. I’m still considering it, it may happen in the next few weeks IF I go ahead with the idea, and I may do it in a different time format (every other week or so instead of every week). Stay tuned.
It’s really hard to always appreciate the things that make us happy or make us smile. These little blessings that make our lives full despite the struggles.
I’ve been seeing this idea around the Internet for the last week or so — 52 weeks of Happy. Most recently, I saw it on Adaliza’s blog and I’ve decided to join in the fun. I’m hoping that I can take this one to the end of the year too.
The idea is to list 4 things that make you happy each week. I like Adaliza’s version better — I’m going to record moments when I felt happy, things that made me smile, and unexpected blessings.
from L to R:
- Clean Eating
- Watching the New Year firework show from my living room window
- The last of the pomegranate — I love this fruit!
- An unexpected call from one of my…
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This is just a small sample of my photos taken in 2012. Feel free to look at my archived Weekly Photo Challenge posts for more.
This is a really good post that I’ll have to elaborate on at a later date. My short answer is that I cheer for my home country as well as my resident country, and a few other countries. Stay tuned for my elaborations; I’ll write them little by little so that they may come sooner instead of later.
The long-anticipated Games of the XXX Olympiad, also known as London 2012, are now in full swing. Some members of the Displaced Nation team are looking a tad bleary eyed after staying up late several nights in a row to watch their favorite events (gymnastics, anyone? or how about some synchronized diving?).
Maybe we’re getting grouchy from the lack of sleep, but we’re beginning to engage in some surprisingly heated debates — surprising given how much we looked forward to the arrival of the Games.
Or perhaps it’s not surprising given that most, if not all, of us residents have confused, hybrid nationalities…
In any event, here’s my displaced question for YOU: What if an athlete or team from your native land ends up competing with one from your adopted country?
Now pay heed, because this could be important.
I studied in Cardiff, Wales, where this sort of thing can…
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As someone who’s dealing with a couple of medical issues along with other things, this blog post by a dear friend of mine helps me realise that there but for the grace. It’s so cliché, but as one becomes wiser, this seems to be so true. Take a look at this short yet meaningful post. Feel free to comment too.
I suppose it’s true — you know — that there’s a season for everything.
I came to work today, already stressed about a huge project that’s been giving me trouble since last week, then got the call that put everything in perspective. One of my co-workers at our PA location died. In her sleep. Early diagnosis is that she had a heart-attack in her sleep. She was 32 years old, apparently healthy.
How does a person reconcile that? Death at such an early age. Death when there was no visible sign of ill-health. Then there’s the life. No family other than an 82 year old aunt and a close friend. Work was very important to her, but was that enough? Some things that seemed important at the start of my day faded away after that call.
The day’s pretty much gone by in a haze. I want to go home and…
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