Last Saturday our planned trip to Hidden Paradise did not materialize. For some reasons, the day before this day I felt something, like I didn’t wanna go even if I so love to have a vacation. I felt like the time was not perfect. But still, we prepared everything. On that day, after my work I went to the mall to buy things that we would be bringing to our one day overnight stay at hidden paradise only to find out at the end of the day that the husband of my baby’s yaya was hospitalized and she needed to go home. We still have one yaya. She’s a young cousin of my husband and I’m really not comfortable leaving my baby behind just with her alone. So, we decided to just put it off. I knew it was so frustriating for both of us, particularly me. I have waited, planned and dreamed of this day. I knew we needed a vacation even just for a day. A break from all the business of life in the city and from all our responsibilities. Even a break from taking care of insurance quotes and businesses.
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