Love is in the air

I should be happy. I must be feeling happy. I know that I’m happy but am I really happy? Honestly? I don’t know.

For the past 3 months it had been such a roller coaster ride. Things that I never thought I’d feel, I felt. In three months, I was from being happy, thrilled, excited, afraid, appalled, out-of-breath, sad, sentimental, happy again, relaxed, gay, panicked, cautious, angry, tensed, excited, surprised, can’t-sleep-for-a-whole-night to confused and still am…..

Most of the time, I used to think that doing the house chores is my responsibility and I’ll do it no matter how I felt. Sometimes it was such a burden. At times it was just another chore. Whatever happens, I’ll have to do it….

While I was ironing last night, I kept thinking about the fuss of lover’s day that was celebrated on the Feb 14^th. It was all over the radio and tv. It brought me to think of the love that I have inside me….

For the first time in months, I ironed the clothes with LOVE. Every wrinkle was ironed with LOVE. I praised God for all the love that I have to my family. I thanked God that I still have the love inside me now and it made me realised that I don’t need a special day to celebrate love. I can do it any time I want…..

Now I feel love…….

Happy birthday Mama!