Dentist Visit

Today, I am very proud to announce that my decade-worth of procrastination has ended. Tooth #19 has been pulled, at long last. Growing up, I have always been afraid of the dentist. I've ran out of the dentist's clinic and canceled appointments countless of time. Little did I know, extraction would actually turn out to be such a satisfying experience. It seems as though my dental frustrations through the years has been brought justice the moment my dentist pulled out tooth #19. As I sat through waiting for the numbing gel to work, my anxieties has once again surfaced. I've been honest enough to tell my dentist how scared I was of this very moment. "Trust me Grace, ok?" was what he told me and oddly enough that HELPED! It takes a lot of my courage and trust to allow my dentist to work his magic with my dental miseries. I feel such great connection with him through each agonizing yet satisfying pull. Like a child to her father, trust was all I could. And that experience was nothing but personal to me. A bond was created. In the end, what seemed to be my most dreaded event, wasn't as bad as I thought it would be.

Follies

Emma Goldman. If you don't have much background as to who she is and what she has accomplished, I encourage you to research her. In all of the characters in literature, both fiction and not, Emma Goldman has challenged me most. She was an anarchist. Clarifications: I do not necessarily believe in "Anarchism". She is my favorite historical character because the words she spoke about a century ago allowed me to recognize the trap of my time's follies. She introduced me to wear a pair of sunglasses and be open to another point of view. She stood up for what she believed in with strength and dignity. I got to know Emma Goldman through an essay I wrote for one of my History class in college. The process of this particular essay was such an emotional ride for me. Page by page, I realized that what was true in my life may no longer be so. The greatest lesson I have learned from her is TO THINK OUTSIDE THE triviality OF MY GENERATION. Wherein we often get too caught up with the standards our society has imposed on us that we revolve all of our life's agonies and joys around it. It is sad too see that we often fall victim over and over to superficial norms of our generation. I know of this couple in their late 60's who has continued to stay together despite the fact that half the time of their marriage were unhappy moments. They chose to stay together because in their culture, it is not acceptable to separate. Divorce was a shame. It is a tragedy to see them staying together unhappily for the remaining years of their lives because of this standard. It doesn't have to be this way! I am not writing because I am a believer of divorce. The purpose of this blog is to challenge all of you to examine all facets of your situation and have the courage to choose freedom. Do not victimize yourselves by following some of the pitfalls of your generation. Sometimes, detaching yourself from the usual people around you helps you to see your situation in a different shade, as how the world deem to change when you're wearing your sunglasses.

...the world in my shades

"... the world in my shades" was a topic I thought would be interesting to write an essay about. For the first time in my life, I finally owned a pair of sunglasses at age 22 only because I hated wearing them. I'm mostly a carefree and happy person though sometimes my husband calls it clumsy. Wearing a pair of shades is just a distraction. I never expected that the world seemed different in the sight of my sunglasses. It felt as though the sunglasses' frames limits my vision to an extent that it helps me focus only the things within my peripheral vision. So suddenly, March Lane is no longer like the same March Lane I've always driven into for the past years. This inspired me to write an essay I never got to finish. So here I am finishing an unfinished business, only with a deeper perspective. My idea in creating this blog is to allow readers as yourself to see through the lens I am wearing in my life. The past year has been quite a road of discovery for me. I hope to take you with me as I continue to travel the winding roads of my life.