Four Seasons in Belgium

I read a glossy magazine today.
It was something that I normally do in my free time.
But unlike any other day, this time I felt a deep stabbing pain in my chest when I read a small article of a blonde-drop-dead-gorgeous-woman in her mid-30 that became a brain surgeon, who also wrote a book.

What the hell?

I thought blondes should just be pretty and dumb.
They shouldn’t be able to write a book, let alone become a brain-surgeon.

Where is justice?
Some people simply have everything. I mean everything…!!!

And I thought nobody is perfect…

So I finally ditched the magazine with anger and envy. Then, I started to think why couldn’t I be a brain surgeon, and a writer, and a party-goer, and a lady who lunches, and a member of the congress.

WHY?

Why I am ‘only’ a mum. A wife. A daughter. A niece. A granddaughter. etc.

Why couldn’t I have it all?

Looking back, I should have had it. All the dreams I had created. I should have become ’someone’ by now.
But, I chose not to.

I chose to ditch what I thought I wanted with something that was totally unexpected. I chose to follow my heart and my love.

So I did. And it wasn’t an easy journey.

But I’m glad I did it. I ‘m glad that I chose the right thing.  And if I were given the opportunity to change the past, I wouldn’t. I wouldn’t do it any other way.

I guess I was lucky.

But then again, even if I made a wrong turn, If i made a wrong decision,  I still wouldn’t be sorry. Because I believe that life is full of choices… That happiness  really lies in your hand.

It is YOU who decides whether you should be drowning in your sorrow or go out and embrace the warmth of the sun. It is YOU who decides whether to feel sorry for your self the whole day or to party like a diva. It is YOU who decides what you wanna do, what you wanna feel, what you wanna be.

In my case, I choose to be happy and healthy.. and hopefully rich!

So now I’m going to read the magazine again. But this time, I will do it with a smile on my face..
A wide smile.

Because I have decided… I have chosen to accept me the way I am. To love my self, the way I deserve to be loved and respected. Although I am not a brain surgeon. Although I am not drop-dead gorgeous. Although I am not blonde (yay!)…

I choose what I love and I love what I chose…

PS. For more story about CHOICES.. read —no, correction, BUY– my novel: Four Seasons in Belgium. Will be in store around summer… hihihi.. Teteup…promosiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!!!!