Some notes from my new 'mid-life'.
It’s that time of my life when I just thought things were moving smooth and I was happy go lucky, suddenly something bad happens and it strikes a blow at you 10 times worse than anything you have ever experienced. After my husband survived a massive stroke, I begin to believe in second chances. He is alive because of luck, his strong will to live plus his excellent critical thinking. All you to do is try real hard and believe in yourself and you will definitely get a second chance for revival. I fight with August, each year, that’s around when most bad things happened, the battle becomes fiercer and I become stronger. Somehow the middle of the year for last few years has been depressing and disturbing me mentally and challenging psychologically. I have only become stronger, wiser and more tolerant as I won each battle. Thanks to amazing self (I ought to give that much credit, because I have been surprising myself with my ability to withstand, s...