Fish out of wa­ter

Sun.Star Cagayan de Oro - - Front Page - BY HANNAH VIC­TO­RIA WABE

Ever since my hus­band’s ac­ci­dent, there is a new as­pect of my life that I do not re­ally like. Although he is still on top of our small ven­tures, I have been del­e­gated to pitch in with the daily op­er­a­tions, which in­clude a lot of math, com­pu­ta­tion, and fore­cast­ing. I have al­ways loved words but hated num­bers. I still feel the same way.

When I stare at num­bers, it’s as if their or­der be­comes jum­bled, akin to dys­lexia with let­ters. This makes me feel fraz­zled, in­se­cure, and con­fused. Although I took up a lot of statis­tics in col­lege be­ing a com­mu­ni­ca­tion re­search ma­jor, I was happy to say good­bye to MS Ex­cell and SPSS (sta­tis­ti­cal pack­age for so­cial sciences). I am un­com­fort­able with num­bers be­cause they show me what doesn’t come nat­u­rally to me and what I am not good at. I found my love in words, teach­ing, and deal­ing with peo­ple.

And yet, here I am stuck look­ing at spread sheets and re­ceiv­ing numer­i­cal re­ports on a daily ba­sis that needs a lot of ef­fort on my part to digest and un­der­stand. But chores like these fill my days, and though I don’t want it, I have to do it be­cause no one else will (as of the mo­ment). Some­times, I con­verse with God and tell Him that He sure has a funny sense of hu­mor. Why put me in this pre­car­i­ous sit­u­a­tion?

And it seemed for­tu­itous that my mid­dle son tells me af­ter the long Christ­mas break, that he hates the thought of go­ing back to school. He re­peated it many times with a look of dis­dain and trep­i­da­tion. I sud­denly saw my­self in him. Funny how when I don’t have an an­swer to the dilem­mas I face, God is show­ing me His way through other peo­ple.

Of course, I had to launch into full mommy mode to my son, then high­light the im­por­tance and ad­van­tages of a good ed­u­ca­tion. I had to em­pha­size that it is nec­es­sary for us to do the things we do not like so we can grow. (Ouch! Even this hit me hard be­cause I have felt re­sent­ful of my new sce­nario.) I told him God places us in these sit­u­a­tions so we can test our lim­its, and maybe even sur­pass them.

And truly, the only way we can en­rich our­selves is if we get out of our com­fort zones. I have al­ways known that, but for this as­pect of my life it took me awhile to see it. Life is all about ex­pe­ri­enc­ing and get­ting to know the world. Every­thing that hap­pens in our life will be help­ful for us to get to the life we are meant to live. Noth­ing hap­pens by chance or co­in­ci­dence. All things hap­pen for a pur­pose be­cause God is in con­trol; al­ways bring­ing us where we are meant to be.

And I do thank God for the op­por­tu­nity to help pro­pel our small ven­tures for­ward and, per­haps, this is His way of mak­ing me face my fears so I can over­come them. Maybe this is also His way of show­ing me that I think things are dif­fi­cult be­cause I let my­self be­lieve they are. I still feel like a fish out of wa­ter when I stare at all the re­ports, but I am sur­viv­ing.

Most dreaded...

Daily grind.


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