Posts tagged ‘life musings’

December 1, 2011

Conversations with Life: Strategy for Life

Here’s a tough one.

The Post a Day question of the day is something that has baffled me and I presume most of the world as well. It goes:

Explain your strategy for life: Explain your strategy for life. Why are you here? What do you hope to achieve? What matters most to you, at work, at play, or at home? How did you come to develop your approach to living? Which parents, friends, aliens or spirits influenced your choices about how to live?

The questions here remind me of the book “Sophie’s World” by Jostein Gaarder, which happens to be one of my favorites. The book has this main question “Who are you?” which Sophie tries to answer.

Who are you?

Why are you here?

What do you hope to achieve?

Explain your strategy for life.


Doesn’t that make your head hurt? More questions!! If I was interviewed and I had to answer these questions and more, I believe the conversation would go like this:

Who are you?

Well, I am a mother by day, superhero by night, lover by midnight, bookworm, movie addict, crackberry addict, technophile, watchamacallit-phile.

Are you sure?

Uhhh… yes?

Is that an answer or a question?

Uhhh… no?

So you’re not sure?

Uhhh… can we skip this question?

Okay, why are you here?

I… I… I was not supposed to be here, but my mother and father got carried away, and *poof!* I was conceived!

No, why are YOU here?

Uhhh… I am here to be a mother to my kids?

Is that another question?

Uhhh… no?

Are you still unsure?

I am here because I was created by God and I have a purpose in life!

Really? So, what do you hope to achieve?

World domination!

Are you sure?

Dude, that was just a joke. I just want to create a virus that would wipe out the whole World Wide Web. And help kitties and kids.


Why so many questions?

What do you hope to achieve?

Right now, I simply want to provide for my family, have a little nest egg or something, and eventually go to the mountains, be a hermit, raise goats, pigs, and chupacabras.

Are you sure?

Uhhh… not again! Next question please!

Explain your strategy for life.



My strategy in life is to live.


Uhhh… if I had a concrete strategy in life, I believe I would be focusing so much on the strategy and not in the act of living. So my strategy in life is simply living. Ride the tide, dude, make the most of my life as it is short. I wish to do all I can for my children and my family. Love my friends till their eyes pop. Laugh until I snort or until I faint from lack of oxygen. Love like I have never loved before. Read books. Watch movies. EAT. Travel when possible. Give back to the community. Make more friends. Touch lives. Help those in need. Be messy but organized. Write everything down. Accept mistakes past decisions and choices without regret.

Sounds like a tall order.

Well… I think that is just the half of it. I think.

So you haven’t written your strategy down?

Do I really need to write one word down? L.I.V.E.

All right! Thank you for your time. Please send in the next person to be tortured. Perhaps a Miss Feyoh, Jae or a Pebbles might be sitting outside. Thank you!

And that is all.

Now I go back to work. Cheers!!

April 5, 2011

This issue with ADULTHOOD

I never thought the day would come when I would call myself an adult. Well, so far, that day has not come yet, but I do realize that I am one – not that I would admit.

The Daily Post asks us “When did you realize you were an adult? (If you haven’t yet, when do you think you will?)

I honestly do not see the need to be an adult. Okay, maybe certain situations demand that we become adults only because we have to take responsibilities for our actions at a certain point in this life without exactly having our mommies or daddies to back us up. Some people become adults at a very young age, simply because they have to.

For some reason, I seem to have this idea that being an adult is something that you really do not want to be. Sure, during your early years, you may have wanted to be an adult because it seems that adulthood has all the promises of freedom. But then again, these things do come with a price.

My day to day activities have convinced me that I am not an adult. My frame of mind is still stuck somewhere between cartoons and toys, and if you check out my work desk at my office, you will see that I do have LOTS of toys on my monitor and CPU. I also immediately grab the nearest copy of animated flicks and even roll around the grass blowing bubbles in the air together with my kids.

My kids.

Whenever I think of my kids, I realize that I am an adult. I have preschoolers, for crying out loud!

Yes, I realized that I am an adult five years ago.

But that does not mean I cannot have fun!

Because all those pleasures of life are often enjoyed when you are young at heart. 😉

I know. I’m rambling.

Good night!

P.S. Here’s another excellent explanation on growing up and being an adult which I can relate to.