Superbowl Sunday. A day which gives man a reason to eat, to drink, to yell, to be ruled, to be a boy, to drop off whoever they pretend to be in their normal life and to be who they really want to be. It's a man's holiday. Well, I think most of men deserve a day like that. I do want to believe that most men work hard and try to be a good person, husband, son, dad, friend and co-workers. They deserve a day to being a boy and being who they naturally are. So as Superbowl Sunday as the man's holiday, woman has to share her part in it. So she will be busy with cooking, cleaning and preparing for or with the man. That's how I thought we might not be busy at work on Superbowl Sunday. Oh, boy. Am I wrong.
The morning was slow, as a normal Sunday morning. Ladies started to coming in after lunch. And, I mean all the single ladies. Yeah, single ladies. They either come alone or with couple friends, with or without Starbucks. I looked at each of them and thought they have no party to go to. I was one of them last Superbowl but I was working anyway, I didn't feel sorry for myself, and I am sure none of those single ladies felt like that either. But somehow, I felt sorry for them this year. Maybe it's because I had somewhere to go this year. Well, being a single person is fine. I still think like that. I don't think there is anything wrong with being single. However, I do think if you are being single without a choice, you should not keep being sad.
The last lady came in was a large size, unhappy person. She looked angry even when she enjoy read a book. Well, maybe she wasn't enjoy that book. That made me think a little bit. Thought about how your face emotion shows your inner feelings. That lady looked so unhappy and ugly. Angry face is a ugly face. I kept guessing what might happen to her. She had no ring on her ring finger and she looked in her 40s. So maybe she just came out from a unhappy marriage. I know it is hard to do than say, but I think we should cheer ourselves up when we know there isn't chance to change things. I don't want to be a unhappy person who is sorry for by others. I don't want to be a ugly lady who looks 10 years older than her real age. I don't want to be a single lady who feel the world is over without her man. Well, I did feel that once before. And I know it isn't a sweet feeling. It's always hard to live happily because no matter how wonderful your life looks from outside, there isn't something called perfect. There will always be problems, issues, troubles and puzzles. It's called life.
I used to be easy troubled by life, and get deeply inside of depression and unhappy about myself and my life. I use to cry a lot at night, alone in my bed. Then, just out of blue. I thought to myself that who is gonna to care even if I cry my eyes out? Who will be there? Who cares? The people who hurt me? or the people I hurt to? No one~!! No one is there to care you and you know that, what you gonna do next? Keep crying? That's not a good idea. I gave up beating myself up at that point.
What all I want to say is that don't let other beat you up and don't let yourself beat you up~~!!! You might be the single lady who gets alone at Superbowl Sunday this year, but you never know what gonna happy next year. Always keep hope in your heart and smile on your face.
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