My Traffic Life

I am Mae German. 34 years old. Born in Mangatarem, province of Pangasinan. I was taught and trained by Juan Dela Cruz, and I am currently being trained for more by Uncle Sam. Writing since the age of 12. Blogging since 2001. I keep a notebook and a pen in my bag, on my bedside table, and inside the bathroom. Misses a lot. Sometimes even my own voice. Loves to laugh. Sometimes even at myself. I am a work in progress. My ultimate dream is to be a SAHM. That is, if I am bound to have that chance in this lifetime... and I am.

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Don't take my words personally. At times, not even literally. This is my journal. You're my reader. My spectator. Applaud. Yawp. Yawn. Smile. Frown. Rave. Rant. Or not. Neither can I see you from where I am standing nor can I hear you.

This is not my life. Maybe just a part of it. But this is me meandering through life. My emotions fluctuate. My opinion varies. If it's too hot in here and you can't take it, leave. If it's dull and too cold, go somewhere else for warmth. I won't wipe the frown on your brow.

My stories, unless stated otherwise, are mostly fictional. Fiction could be based on reality. Still, they are fiction. Don't own it. Don't live in it. It is what it is. Leave it.

Watch out for the traffic light. Follow the rules. Cruise.

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There's no need for me to contemplate on tithing. In the past years, for some reason, I have been ignoring that word, that act. And now, just when I have no stable job and no stable income, I decided to do it. Simply because during this time of adversity, I have seen how God have been providing for me. I did not need other people's testimonial on how tithing has changed their lives, to make me decide to do it. I did not need anyone to preach me about this, but with a simple, one-liner prayer I have realized what I have been missing.

"Thank you Lord for allowing me to use the 9/10 of Your blessing."

Reflecting deeply on how my life was for the past couple of months, I was overwhelmed that I have survived (and still surviving). You see, I came to the U.S. hoping I'd have a job right away. I was confident that I'd survive with only $35 and some quarters in my wallet. Guess what? It's been 5 months since I got here. Still without a job but with more than $35 in my savings/checking and PayPal account now. I still couldn't afford a lot of things but at least, if I have to, I could (still) travel to Manhattan or Jersey City and back to South Plainfield. And I could buy most of my personal needs now although most of the time (sometimes I am weak, eh! hehe), I still have to think twice or thrice if I'd buy myself a bagel or a pretzel or just wait until I am home to fort off my hunger. $25 or $10 or even $5 is a big deal for me. Going out or coming in.

Money is all going out lately but that is not the point. God is serious in giving me a hundred percent of His blessings. 90% is still too much but all He's asking is 10% and He didn't have to ask. Shame on me!

Again I say, "Thank you Lord for allowing me to use the 9/10 of Your blessing."

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