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As I sat down in the restaurant yesterday, scribbling and doodling for some packaging designs, my uncle called me. He sounded serious for once, and immediately I asked myself, "Oh gosh, is he gonna ask questions about God? Ok, God help me out here."
It turned out to be THE question that I am more than willing not to even think about.
Dreams, it was. He opened by first saying about the four of us who had kinda graduated and who is going to take over the restaurant since the second generations have reached their prime and now are declining in their productivity (in a way), hence the third generation should rise up. I felt so burdened about it, not that I have no desire whatsoever for it, it’s just not part of my plan, not part of my dream. I have no adequate skill in managing a restaurant, cooking skill isn’t superb at all, and communication…I stutter.
My eldest sister is in the fashion line, already have sort of customers of her own, my younger sister is on her way to singapore for chemical engineering. My cousin’s stuck, too. And here I am, sort of jobless, waiting for the one and only application, and still thinking of what to do with life next. If I were to get rejected from that application, should I start dreaming of taking another path in my life, towards business (yeah imagine Harvard Business School haha too much Trump), taking over the restaurant, since there’s no one else in the line. What am I going to do? Tempted to *sigh* but I shouldn’t, a friend told me once. My pastor told me something else before I left, but I guess he just doesn’t know everything.
Still holding on to Jer 29:11. Whatever it may be, let it be Your will.
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