My youngest son would wake up smiling at me. That simple gesture creates a ripple effect that would lead me smiling to others as well. What seems to be a dull or bad day suddenly turns bright, something exciting to look forward to.
For weeks now, I am gloomy. Perhaps because of hormonal imbalance or uneasiness as I am nearing my childbirth. I have been experiencing contractions now and most of the time, I prefer to sleep so as not to feel the discomfort. I haven’t seen my doctor for nearly a month now as again, the contractions are becoming more frequent and there’s no one to accompany me. Or perhaps, I just do not find time to visit my OB Gyne.
One therapy I often do to bring back the happiness in life is looking at my children. From afar, I would just observe them giggling and talking. Or when they are asleep, I would visit them in their room and look at them one by one.
This morning before I prepare my Big Bunso’s school baon and also cook breakfast and lunch, I checked my phone gallery. I searched for my boys’ pictures. Seldom now that I take a photo of them in one setting. Perhaps they are indeed growing up and I couldn’t just demand them to sit and smile in front of a camera.
Anyway, I found this picture. It was from a recent trip to Hong Kong just before school started.
MOMI LEARNS| The essence of smile
I looked at them one by one. I looked into their eyes. And I felt sadness. They aren’t smiling. How long have they not been flashing those smiles? Disneyland Hong Kong is said to be the happiest place on earth and why aren’t they smiling or grinning or laughing?