The Life Journey of a Nobody

Dear future grandchild, Perhaps when you are able to read this letter, I am already in heaven or the transitional place in between heaven and earth (I hope so--mind you, I believe in the Afterlife, and I hope your generation still does). I am writing this letter to tell you of a particular and peculiar time during the course of my life. The year was 2020. I was almost 34 by then, with two kids, yeah... your dad and your auntie (or, your mom and your uncle--depending on to which of my children you belong, dear).  ( https://unsplash.com/photos/iPOzQwvcMLE ) 2020 was a pretty number. It read pretty, at least. But boy.... what that year brought to us! A calamity will sound a bit condescending.  That year, a virus went spiraling down the abysmal well of torture--psychologically and physically.  They said it started in a place called Wuhan in China and it spread uncontrollably all over the world. In some countries, the virus took thousands of death tolls. Italy was the first ...

Alright, I'll be honest. Covid-19 DOESN'T CHANGE MY routine, IT DOESN'T AFFECT my life. source: twitter I still eat three meals a day, enjoying the same snacks. I still have the money to shop at the supermarket and find everything I need to survive, from food to toilet paper (which I don't really need that much). Even my children can still safely play in the yard! They can still have fun, fill their tummy, and sleep well! My scholarship is still flowing in (even though it is only enough for my living expenses here). My monthly salaries from Indonesia are still routinely sent every month (although it's value is reduced drastically when exchanged to dollars, D). My husband can keep his job, too, though it's not a high-paying one. The point is, instead of lacking, I feel very fulfilled. And. . . I realized HOW 'PRIVILEGED' I am! Not that I have zero problems, zero debt, or zero burden. I lead a normal life, with all its burden! HOWEVER, CO...