The Moment

After dinner yesterday, I snapped a picture o the chicken tacos I helped create; with the help of my sister and her boyfriend, we put together a taco dish that kept us satisfied for the night. We mixed the on sale chicken from Ralph with the parka sauce that my sister bought for a good deal a few months back, and as for the salsa, we put the cilantro, onions, and the tomato in a big plastic bowl with some squeezed lemon in it. The IPhone picture is darkened by the overshadow of the amber light in the kitchen, therefore, the clarity and the resolution of the picture cannot be compared to the high quality photos of the professional and expensive camera out there in the market.

For what it’s worth, the picture of the tacos represents my independence and accomplishments for the past months. I finally make my own meals rather than depending on parents to make them for me. The thought of being able to support myself gives me the confidence that I can handle bigger things in life. I feel more powerful and more confidence and less clingy to people than before. When I woke up today for work, I feel like I can handle the stress that comes with my job rather than getting overwhelmed over trivial matters like I have the tendency to. All in all, the little things in life do have deep meanings if we open ourselves up to what they are telling us.