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Road to Financial Freedom

  “Spendthrift” is my mom’s mantra for how she handles money. As soon as she started giving me monetary money when I was in 6th grade, she would tell me not to spend everything, especially on the things that I do not need. Thanks to my mom, I learned how to save in a piggy bank early on. But as I grow up, things change. I learned that to live a decent life, we need to work hard for the life that we want. But being a nurse in my country, the salary is not enough to feed our family let alone live a comfortable life. I have three children and pets at home. To sustain all our needs, I need to find ways how to earn in addition to what my husband is earning. I started to find ways how to earn passive income and a steady stream of income. Growing up, I know that once you graduate from college and earn a degree, you can earn a living. But there was a shift of mindset when I was exposed to the power of social media. Admittedly, it helped me open doors to many opportunities including learning di

Wake Up!

There are days that I sleep in the wee hours of morning. Sometimes I try to relax before I sleep and what I do is watch a movie before dozing off or finish the chores. Either way, I still sleep late.



Usually I sleep as long as I can but I sometimes forget that I have a permanent alarm clock. When they knock the door it’s a signal that I have to get up already and prepare our breakfast. But there are moments when I want to extend my sleep or should I say to lazy to get up, I would find myself reposed on their bed. Their room is a very conducive place to sleep as it has the biggest window and has always a cool morning breeze. When it happens, there are moments that they just stare at me until the minute I wake up again. It’s funny how I catch them staring at me and quietly whispering to themselves not to wake me up. Mind you, it’s really funny when they have serious conversation. But sometimes when their energy spikes up, I don’t have any choice but to endure their persistence in waking me up. Imagine cutesy little fingers poking your eyes and one little girl pulling your shirt and making her way to your breast and the other one is busy stroking his tiny car on my legs and continuously tells me, “Mama, too wake (awake)!” Like do you have any choice? I don’t. Haha! Sometimes as much as I want to continue the good dream I had I couldn’t because I need to get up and get going. They are a continuous reminder that I am already a mom and not the lazy student who sleeps all day long during weekends. How I wish I could have that time but hey, I still prefer tiny fingers poking my eyes because I am happy waking up each morning seeing their smiling faces.


Do you have lazy days like me? I’d like to hear them! 

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