Don't Ask, Don't Tell

I'm not talking about the military rule in the US that prohibits gays to enter the military.

I think this DON'T ASK, DON'T TELL is the best thing to do when you want to totally forget about something. I've been bothered by something last month so I was not able to write orders. I realized I needed to move on and forget about it and everyone involved in it although they're my relatives. It's just so hard for me to accept the fact that my own relatives would do such thing to me. I rarely get angry or get mad at people but when I do, I'm afraid, it is irreversible. There's no way I can bring back my trust to them. I can't explain why.

This Christmas break is something I look forward to. It would be my time to reflect and go back to basic for ten days -- no Internet, no deadline, no work, no student, no papers to check -- just quality time with my kids and my husband and a lot of time to pray.

I'm spending the holidays in my husband's province -- Camiling, Tarlac. I am sure that it would renew my spirit so I can face another year to come.

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