Losing My Voice

Literally, I lost it.

I blame the cough that started around the 20th of December. By Christmas eve, I had lost my voice and was forced to whisper everything that I needed to say. The people around me during our annual Angeles clan Christmas party had to labor trying to understand the words that were coming out of my mouth. I really felt sorry for them. I should have just shut my mouth tight that night.

I momentarily and partially got my voice back on the 25th and on the 26th, but it was gone again by the 27th. It's already the 2nd of January, and I'm still whispering. I went to the wedding of one my cousins on the 27th, and every time I spoke, my uncle (the father of the bride) would politely tell me to just stop talking. It was a struggle both for me (talking) and for him (listening), so there wasn't a point conversing anymore.

I never experienced this "silent treatment" before, and I hope I never will again. I also wish none of you will ever have to endure this kind of torture, especially if you love conversation with friends and family.

Though it was a silent new year for me, it was still a fun one. Definitely memorable.

Happy new year!