I packed all last night… everything was going so smoothly. I was so proud of myself for packing so well! i packed as light as I could so I could make room for the items I was taking to missionaries I’ll see in few days. Wednesday morning came… everything was still smooth. I set my alarm for 7:30 am, but I woke up at 6:30 automatically. I had time to make my first green juice of the year, clean up a little, and even text “Happy New Year” to few friends! Everything was going so smoothly… that should have been my first cue!
45 Minutes before I was suppose to be picked up, I weighed my bag on my bathroom scale. It read 52.7 lbs! Oh no… how did I go over? I was in the 40s all last night. I couldn’t get the bag off the scale–so I dragged it to the living room… I turned around to turn off the lights, and I had left a HUGE BLACK SCOFF MARK all over the bathroom floor! What in the world… I started scrubbing… nothing worked… I got out EVERY CLEANER in the cupboard, still nothing… 10 minutes passed… in frantic hurry, I literally used my fingernails to get every little black mark off the bathroom floor… and I mean it was the whole length of my bathroom… Then I remembered that I had heated up soup so I could eat right before going to the airport. I went to the kitchen, and I don’t know what happened. But as soon as I picked up the bowl of soup, the whole thing slipped out of my hand and SPLAT… went all across the kitchen floor and even onto the carpet!!! OH NO!!! I can’t leave lobster bisque all over the carpet–so I’m frantically pulling out all cleaning supplies and cleaning like a mad woman! I’m sweating at this point! Then my phone rings, and my dad says “I’m leaving right now. I’ll be there in 15 minutes.” NO!!!! I still have to repack… I have never moved so fast in my life… I’m cleaning the carpet, doing the dishes, re-organizing my luggage so it falls under 50 lbs… and I’m SWEATING! The last thing I want to hear is how I didn’t plan well from my dad because he’s always early, and he thinks I’m always late (which is NOT true!) At this point, I just burst out in laughter because this is just so my life!!! God forbid anything really go that smoothly…
Somehow, I finished cleaning and repacking just in the nick of time! I make it to the airport! And ladies and gentlemen, my bag weighed 22.98 kg and the allotted weight is 23 kg! In fact, the agent looked at me and said “wow, that’s cutting it close… you’ll have to be careful on your way back!” I just have to laugh because otherwise, I’ll just cry in defeat! So that’s the start of 2014… just in Gloria fashion!
My life is always this crazy… Never a dull moment! My dad and few other friends always look at me and shake their heads in disbelief because if something can go wrong, it always goes wrong or because I’m so accident-prone. But in the words of my friend Lisa, “crazy is NOT boring! I hate boredom!” A great attitude to have when your life is fashioned after Murphy’s Law!!! So once again, I’m reminded to laugh and smile my way through the new year no matter what comes my way! 🙂 Okay, gotta go run to catch my flight!
Since I was a teenager, I’ve been told that my life was doomed with misfortune. It’s not a very nice thing to say, but I think it’s a Korean-cultural thing… I suppose it’s because I lost my mom at a young age, which was the beginning of chain reaction of events that led to more unfortunate events in my life.
Not much has come easy in my life. I’m not naturally book- smart (I know, shocker… right?) I actually had to work and study in school (yup, I guess I’ve just broken the Asian-stereotype too!) Even decision about college came at a high price (that story is for another time). Even getting financial aid (when everyone else’s checks were just ready for them when semester started) was difficult and required many hours of standing in line to fight public school bureaucracy to get my grants and loans before getting kicked out of school. Many life decisions did not come easy for me… it involved pain, agony, and many tears. I really don’t like drama–seriously!!! But drama just follows me… from drama-filled dysfunctional family to dealing with drama-filled people at workplace to my personal life!
Murphy’s Law seems to be the anthem of my life! When things go wrong, my friends automatically blame me (sometimes jokingly… other times, seriously!) It’s a miracle that I’m still alive and not badly hurt… after all, whenever anything can go wrong, it often does in my life… I can seriously write a novel about this–in fact, few friends keep telling me to because most ridiculous things happen to me–NO JOKE!
With all the misfortunes in my life, it’s amazing that I can still keep my head up and smile… because to be honest, there’s a lot of reasons to bury my head under the blanket and just sleep my life away! However, God’s been reminding me with not-so-gentle nudges that that’s life! Life wasn’t meant to be easy–especially as a God-fearing, God-loving person. Life isn’t all about sunshine, but it’s often the storm that brings out the true self. Life isn’t always smooth sailing, but weathering through rough waters is what builds character and strength. Life isn’t always about the good times, but the difficult times help us to understand how blessed we are to have had better days… and there’s hope in better days to come again.
The misfortunes in my life has helped me appreciate the good things. It has helped me not to take laughter for granted. It has helped me understand the blessings in my life. It has helped me to be grateful for what I have. In fact, misfortunes have helped me to be the person I am today… and I’m thankful for all the misfortunes that I have experienced–even the really, really bad ones because it’s made me to become the stronger Gloria Lee that wasn’t there before.