Sometimes I surprise myself. I think I have always bitten more than I could chew. But I chewed it anyway, even if I almost choked to death in the process.
This is one good time as any to sit back and check on myself. Can I really handle all these things I take on and now have? Am I happy, even if these things keep me on my toes all the time?
Ever since, I’ve always taken more than my plate can handle. If you ask my mother, she would say I was running even before I could learn to walk. In fact, she would still say that I still do not walk and that I am still running.
That doesn’t mean I run away from things. Because I don’t. Anything that comes at me, I most often face it head on. I may never have fought like I should have when I had to, but I remained standing even after all is gone and have walked away. When I fell down, I got up. Especially in the stuff that really matters in my life.
To answer my questions above: I am just too happy being on my toes always. Too happy to survive things happening at once. I am at a point now that I’m sure I can take and handle anything. There’s just never a dull moment in the last 34 years. I think! Never easy. But never dull too. Exciting in many ways.
There’s gonna be more juggling (multitasking!!), more standing on my toes while “running”…but I’m gonna be laughing out loud all the time. I’m going to remain standing as long as life permits, even after all have gone or dropped or walked away. ‘Tangina Hindi na ako maitutumba! Bring it on! 
I’ve cried. I still cry. I laughed. BUT the thing is: I am still laughing and will always be!