Christine Tjia

Life wouldn't be so hard if it wasn't so daily. As I sat there surrounding by work pouring in, I see more than ever how life wears us down one day at a time. Papers piling up and reports coming in. And I hv yet to discover where some of the data is. At some point of time, I can sense that my coping skills are slipping away from my finger tips and I felt like belting out a scream - you know the one, bats can hear it. Not because the tasks are hard but because additional duties and deadlines comes in every day.

The daily-ness.

The truth is that these things are the stuff of my daily life now. And when I am honest with myself, these sometimes grind down the rough edges of this woman - moi.

Would it be weird if I also tell you that at those same moments, I took a deep breath and thank God for this season of life because I'm learning new things, not only on one day but EVERY day? I felt myself utterly ironic - exhausted due to the tediousness of each task but grateful due to the opportunity given.

I remind myself that the days are long but the years are short. And one day I will look in the rear-view mirror and pat myself, "It's not that bad after all, eh?". The cup that is overflowing right now will slowly drain. The stretch marks in my brain will fade. And I will find that a new set of daily struggles has overtaken me. When that day comes I will find the strength to face them as well because I was given grace, daily.

Your daily-ness is probably different than mine, but it is nonetheless ordained. Today I embrace the normal things. The daily things. Another round of meetings. The paper piles on my table. The reports that are due. But even more than that, I wanna celebrate the important things. Another short cut trick was learnt. An additional skill was acquired. A different perspective was taught. Because all these are the things of life: some mundane and some routine - the daily-ness of life.