Petty Pity Party
This was last July 15, while Manong and I were roaming around Museum Island in Berlin. Our flight was late Saturday afternoon so we had the whole morning to enjoy Berlin. Manong was sulky and grumpy because it was very warm, and there was not much to see. I left him somewhere as my patience wore thin, before I did anything rash. Instead I took pictures while marvelling at the splendid architecture around me. There are days when we are tested by the circumstances around us. What usually makes me grumble at home is when I "find myself doing more things" when in fact, each of us have assignments and tasks so we can maintain a clean and orderly living space. There were times I would be surly that everyone would be affected, ending our whole day ruined. I remembered Pastor Chantel talking about how she had a pity party, crying inside a closet when none of the kids or her husband appreciated her juggling everything, while her husband was sick in bed, and no one to help her with t...
