My First Resignation & Things To Be Grateful For
I've resigned from the UP Alumni Newsletter effective January 3 next year. I don't know what to feel about that except that I'm relieved that I won't have added responsibility on my shoulders. On the other hand, I'll be missing my boss, who is probably the best there is and the wonderful office mates, who are all older than I am and treated me like a little sister.
I am so very grateful to Krip Yuson and Jing Hidalgo for giving me this opportunity to work under Dr. Arcellana and Celeste. It has been an honor. Those of us who give of themselves have no idea what ripples they deal upon the world and how far their influences reach.
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There are some things you just have to let go of in order to follow your dreams. You look back and say, "What a great experience. I learned so much" and if you're lucky, you might even say, "I made a difference with the time given to me; that's what matters."
My boss told me that in spite of my short stay, I had made my mark. It's all that matters.
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The traffic in the metro prevented me from distributing gifts. I'm stuck at home, blogging. It's great to know you have a place to bum in, to be yourself in. I consider myself one of the luckiest persons alive and maybe I am, just for believing.
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Christmas looms and it looks like I'll be spending it with four or five families, as I've been adopted many times over. It's strange how I would've considered adoption one of my sadder blocks and how that reality turned into something joyful and utterly selfless on the parts of those who took me in.
Christmas never seemed as full as it does now. Thank you to the Sarmientos, the Alvendias, the Kings, the Agudas, the Bellosillos and the Romeros. Never least, to those who had been temporary parents/siblings at the time: Kat, Sal, Lissa, Krip, Maam Jing, Maam Arcellana, and Maam de Guzman.
Cheers to you all and Merry Christmas!
I am so very grateful to Krip Yuson and Jing Hidalgo for giving me this opportunity to work under Dr. Arcellana and Celeste. It has been an honor. Those of us who give of themselves have no idea what ripples they deal upon the world and how far their influences reach.
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There are some things you just have to let go of in order to follow your dreams. You look back and say, "What a great experience. I learned so much" and if you're lucky, you might even say, "I made a difference with the time given to me; that's what matters."
My boss told me that in spite of my short stay, I had made my mark. It's all that matters.
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The traffic in the metro prevented me from distributing gifts. I'm stuck at home, blogging. It's great to know you have a place to bum in, to be yourself in. I consider myself one of the luckiest persons alive and maybe I am, just for believing.
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Christmas looms and it looks like I'll be spending it with four or five families, as I've been adopted many times over. It's strange how I would've considered adoption one of my sadder blocks and how that reality turned into something joyful and utterly selfless on the parts of those who took me in.
Christmas never seemed as full as it does now. Thank you to the Sarmientos, the Alvendias, the Kings, the Agudas, the Bellosillos and the Romeros. Never least, to those who had been temporary parents/siblings at the time: Kat, Sal, Lissa, Krip, Maam Jing, Maam Arcellana, and Maam de Guzman.
Cheers to you all and Merry Christmas!