Have I ever felt like God is not for me? Did any circumstance tempt me to doubt God’s love? Were there spiritual/emotional forces or persons have I felt were against me? How did God reveal His love for me? These are the questions that haunt me. But, God in His goodness has led me to read in the scriptures enlightening me about the truth that evil will never ultimately prevail. I may feel defeated today, but the encouraging words taken from Romans 8:31 became my life verse because it brought me much comfort and confidence.
Have a blessed Saturday guys!
Saturday, July 12, 2014
Tuesday, July 1, 2014
I Love My Children To The Moon and Back!
I can’t believe my four sons are all grown ups. It seems just like yesterday when they were knee-high to a grasshopper and I used to share children's books with them at bedtime - it was a fun, warm and loving experience reading aloud to them these stories from Dr. Seuss’s The Cat in the Hat, Fox in Socks, Guess How Much I love You, etc.Wow! How time flies! I can truly say that the happiest time of my life was when they were little ones and carefree. I say that the best thing I did for them was to allow them to do things for themselves, allow them to be strong, experience life on their own terms…let them be better persons, let them believe more in themselves. I don't know where those splendid days went. And I just feel emotionally ambivalent these days - desperately missing them in their cute, little, excited for everything and anything toddler and little boy phases.I'm anxious - and it's difficult for me to go into another phase of life as they go into their respective new chapter of their life. Having used about the house filled with children is a wonderful thing for most of us moms. I'm getting edgy how time is growing closer for my children to be launched to lead their own lives. Eventually, I have to let go of them. But one thing is certain " I'm mad about them - I love them to the moon and back!
Saturday, June 21, 2014
Why Do I Write
Reading the written works of one of my favorite spiritual writer, Henri
Nouwen, has affirmed and reaffirmed me that writing itself reveals
to us what is alive in us. According to him, the deepest
satisfaction of writing is precisely that it opens up new spaces within us of
which we were not aware before we started to write. And i agree with him that to
write is to begin on a journey whose final destination is unknown. Thus,
writing requires a real act of trust. We have to say to ourselves, “ I do not
yet know what I carry in my heart , but I trust that it will emerge as I write.” It
is like giving away the few loaves and fishes one has, trusting that they will
multiply in the giving. Once we dare to give away on paper or online the few
insights that come to us, we start recognizing how much is hidden underneath
these thoughts and gradually come in touch with our own riches.
Yes, I love writing. I have been writing since
elementary school and my very first ever written work at
the age of 8 – a poem ( sadly i forgot the title) which
was posted in my school’s newsletter.
I write purposefully or by accident and promptings where
there is pen and paper and type writer machine and nowadays where there are smartphones, ipads, laptops or personal computer within reach.
Why?
To
reminisce. To dig into my past.
To be seen
and heard.
To expose
the person that hides inside me.
To
inspire and illuminate the way for other people who walk in darkness
To calm
down a mind that dashes.
To be
close to those I love.
I love to
write because I am sentimental, nostalgic, and demand happy endings.
I love to write because my heart speaks a different language that someone needs to hear.
I love to write past the embarrassment of exposure.
I love to write because hypocrisy does not need answers, rather it needs questions to heal.
I love to write myself out of fantasy, dreams and nightmares.
I want to write
I love to write because my heart speaks a different language that someone needs to hear.
I love to write past the embarrassment of exposure.
I love to write because hypocrisy does not need answers, rather it needs questions to heal.
I love to write myself out of fantasy, dreams and nightmares.
I want to write
Knowing
conversations don’t always take place.
Because speaking can’t be reread.
Because my passions are volatile and ever-changing
Knowing I will fall on my words, but no one will say it was for very long.
Because I want to paint the world the way I see God’s love and goodness should be.
Because speaking can’t be reread.
Because my passions are volatile and ever-changing
Knowing I will fall on my words, but no one will say it was for very long.
Because I want to paint the world the way I see God’s love and goodness should be.
Knowing I
will be wiped out by my own words, stabbed by critics, persecuted by both
misunderstanding and understanding
To leave a
legacy.
To make sense out of senselessness..
To make sense out of senselessness..
I like to write for the dreamers, the lovers, the lonely, the wounded , the abandoned and the haters.
I like to write
Because one
day someone will tell me that my sentiments, views and posture were not a
waste of time.
Because God loves different chapters of a story.
Because God loves different chapters of a story.
I like to write because one day I will be gone, but what I believed, imagined and felt will live on.
Thursday, May 15, 2014
Mother's Day 2014 Celebration
Lunch Buffet at Heat, EDSA Shangri-la Hotel
At the Lobby Lounge, EDSA Shangri-la Hotel
Outside the Heat, EDSA Shangri-la Hotel
Family Lunch Buffet at HEAT, EDSA Shangri-la Hotel
Lobby of EDSA Shangri-la Hotel
Visiting the graves of our Mom, Dad and Golda at Manila Memorial Holy Cross Park
Saturday, May 10, 2014
Mother's Day 2014 Message for our Mom
A Mother's Day Without You, Mom
Four years ago today was the first Mother's day we didn't get to spend with you.
Four years ago today we knew that the next Mother's day we would spend without you either.
Four years ago today we began a long downward journey into emptiness, depression and grief.
Today we will continue to honor you and pay homage to your amazing feat as one incredible mother who fought a good fight for us - one who demonstrated extraordinary strength, courage, dedication and love. We want to honor you by thanking God for the many Mother's Days we did spend with one another and for the powerful and positive impact you had upon our life each and every day you lived.
Thank you for always being there for us. Thank you for giving this whole motherhood thing your all. We sure do appreciate it from the bottom of our hearts.
And, as always, we miss you like crazy.
Happy Mother's Day, Mom. We love you to the moon and back.
Four years ago today was the first Mother's day we didn't get to spend with you.
Four years ago today we knew that the next Mother's day we would spend without you either.
Four years ago today we began a long downward journey into emptiness, depression and grief.
Today we will continue to honor you and pay homage to your amazing feat as one incredible mother who fought a good fight for us - one who demonstrated extraordinary strength, courage, dedication and love. We want to honor you by thanking God for the many Mother's Days we did spend with one another and for the powerful and positive impact you had upon our life each and every day you lived.
Thank you for always being there for us. Thank you for giving this whole motherhood thing your all. We sure do appreciate it from the bottom of our hearts.
And, as always, we miss you like crazy.
Happy Mother's Day, Mom. We love you to the moon and back.
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