When you hear the word “Goblin”, what comes to your mind first?
“It’s that little green scary ugly monster with sharp teeth and pointed ears!”
Same with me!
But that was before! Now, I have a new perspective on how a goblin looks. It started when our local channel started showing a Korean Drama titled “GOBLIN (The Lonely and Great God)”. And people are talking about it.
It is a fantasy tale between a goblin who needs a mortal bride to end his immortal life, a grim reaper who has an amnesia and stays together with the goblin to oversee the passing souls, and a human woman who claims to be the goblin’s bride but is destined to be killed.
At first I was not interested in this show but when I started watching it, it hooked me up as well.
The story is interesting. You might want to take a look.
It’s the start of another school year. My kids would be going back to school.
My youngest would start going to school now. He is 5 years old. We’re all excited. We have been teaching him the ABC, colors, shapes, and other simple things which he learned easily. So a couple of weeks ago, we practiced him. We started with colors, then shapes. About 30 minutes into the session, he suddenly stopped and said, “I’m tired.” Then he went to the sofa and lied down. Whoah! My little boy got bored immediately. All excitement were gone.
As the school started, and so was my worry. Would my boy be okay in school? Would he not get bored just like during our practice session? Would he say to his teacher, “I’m tired. I wanna go home”? I couldn’t stop worrying.
I was at work when my phone beeped. A message from my eldest son. He sent pictures of his baby brother in school. My young boy was listening to his teacher. He did not get bored. In one of the pictures, he was showing a star on his wrist. He was so happy. I was relieved. Worries gone. I was so proud of my little boy.
The next day, we asked him to get another star and he answered, “I’ll get three”.
That’s my boy.
Money in the form of a plastic card. The devil that can make us slaves for a very long time.
Why do people love a having a credit card? Or sometimes, credit cards. Is it the prestige? Or people just love to have a “lot of money” at their disposal anytime.
Some people say it is for emergency purposes. I agree. What about the others? What reason do they have?
Having a credit card is exciting at first. Imagine how people eagerly wait while their credit card application is being processed. They plan on what to buy first when their card gets approved.
Then, credit card gets delivered to the cardholders. They sign the card. Have it activated. Then, to the mall. Swipe it. Swipe it. Swipe it.
Come the billing statement. Wham! Credit limit is maxed out. Full payment cannot be made. The start of the struggles of paying the debt off. For a long time.
The Devil wins.
Let me start this letter by saying that I am sorry.
I am sorry that I got sick and I needed you to take care of me. Having a kidney disease is not easy. Not to mention that I have to go through peritoneal dialysis. I know I have a wife who should be doing this but it seems that she did not care about me anymore since I got sick. I know it is difficult for you to do the things you are doing now. But you are willing to do all of them because you love me.
I am sorry that sometimes I have to shout at you. It is not because I am angry at you but more on I am angry at myself that I could not do the normal things that I used to do.
I have been sick for 5 years now and you still haven’t quit yet. I know sometimes you are crying. I can feel your pain. For that I am very thankful.
I know you are of old age. But please stay strong. Stronger than me. Please stay by my side. It must be a difficult request but I know my time is running out. If you will, please take care of me until my last breath leaves me. And please let me lay by my father’s grave.
I might not be able to say this in person. So in this letter, I am saying this.
“I love you so much, Mom. And I am very much thankful for the love you’ve been giving me.”
I was sitting in front of my computer and I was thinking, “What can I do to be successful?” But what kind of success was I thinking about? Was it success in career, success in business, or success in life in general? And I thought, it should be success in everything I do. But I must be nuts thinking that I can be successful in everything.
Being successful is like climbing Mount Balatok. It is not easy. There are a lot of obstacles along the way. It is dangerous. Then, why climb this mountain if it would be difficult for me? It’s simple. The view from the top is amazing. I can touch the clouds. I can see the towns below and I can even see the vastness of the sea. However, reaching the top is just the goal of my journey. What makes it worthwhile is how to get there.
And so I am starting my Journey to Mount Balatok. Please join me.