Tie A Yellow Ribbon...

I was only about seven or eight when EDSA happened, but I was already pretty active then in doing my share of activism. We were in Iloilo that time and even how far we were from Manila where the real action was happening, I can remember my Mama asking us to bring out our “calderos” so we can make noise just like it was New Year’s eve! Yes, it was the 25th of February and finally we’re a free country again.

It took several more from that year when we would remember that victory. And since that day I have counted “Magkaisa” and “Handog ng Pilipino sa Mundo” as two of my top favorite songs.

Upon watching the specials for President Cory, I would also cry with her family. People at home would tease me and ask why am I so affected? Jokingly, I would answer, Kris and I are “friendship”.

But it goes deep more than that. President Corazon Aquino reminds me of my beloved Lola Lisa. The late Honorable Elisa Sustiguer-Silao.

It was during Cory’s term when my Lola was also elected as Councilor in the Municipality of Sta. Barbara. I could proudly say that she got the same charisma and magic Tita Cory had. She was a people’s person. Otherwise, I wouldn’t think she will land as No. 1 Councilor during her time.
And at the sad moment when my grandmother died, she continued to be a Cory’s fan when she wore her favorite yellow dress.

By now I’m sure Lola had been one of those who came to welcome President Cory on the other life. ;)

The Day the World Turned Yellow

On the day of President Cory’s funeral, I was one of those proud pinoys who wore yellow. (And even made yellow ribbons the night before for those who would want to have!)

It was sad though that some thought it was “funny” but counting what’s important, more were appreciative.

It gave me goose bumps to see kababayans walking in a foreign country, wearing yellow because you know that silently, in their own little way they are doing their share by wearing yellow not only to remember the death of a President but more so, (and I do hope!) to remember the FREEDOM, JUSTICE AND DEMOCRACY we once gained thru the person.

I’m also guilty of not truly doing my best for the country and preserving those three important things for a nation but I hope that whenever we have a chance, let’s do our best in serving her – The Philippines.

Let the true spirit of EDSA 1 reign in every Filipino’s heart so that once again and always, we can say, “I am a Filipino and proud to be!”

Mabuhay ang Pilipinas!

mood: remembering...very sad...crying...hurting...

A very, very, very late post...

LOSS OF A DOG

If you've ever known the joyful sound
Of barks that fill the air-
A sloppy kiss, a friendly paw,
A quiet adoring stare-
If you've ever had a special friend
To share a tear or two,
Or maybe just a wagging tail
To lift you when you're blue-
If you've ever felt the wrenching pain
That only death can send,
Then you have lost Not just a dog-
You've truly lost a friend.
But God is good and treasures love
And there at Heaven's gate-
A sloppy kiss, a joyful bark-
Your precious friend awaits.

- Author Unknown

My dearest Nana,

I can’t even remember now how long it has been nor I want to remember what exactly happened. All I can and want to remember is your playfulness and sad-looking brown eyes that lights up when they see me or Mama Helen coming home.

I miss our morning walks…I miss giving you baths…I miss feeding you and now, that we got a little more than enough, how I wish you’re still here so we can give you more of your favorites.

I haven’t cried for you…as I didn’t think much of how you’ve truly met your end. And it hurts me more to think that I was not there to do something to help you.

I don’t want to ask and know who have hurt you as I may not be able to forgive them…I don’t want to know the people who have not done something to help you… But I pray that they be enlightened and realize what they did or not have done. And may God bless me with grace of forgiveness in my heart for these people.

Nanie, Angging now and Nonoy has gotten married. You could have been our “first baby”…

I’ll forever remember you Nana…you and Lala will always be special to me and everyone in the family.

May you be happy wherever you and Lala are now… and hope you’re keeping our Lola Lisa and Lolo Melio company…

Bye for now, Nanie...


Love,
Angging

One Year and more...

mood: thankful ... and in LOVE. (:

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.

I love thee to the depth and breadth and height

My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight

For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.

I love thee to the level of everyday's

Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.

I love thee freely, as men strive for Right:

I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.

I love thee with the passion put to use

In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.

I love thee with a love I seemed to lose

With my lost saints,--I love thee with the breath,

Smiles, tears, of all my life! --and if God choose,

I shall but love thee better after death.

- Elizabeth Barrett Browning (1806-1861)

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Dating Game

mood: kinikilig na parang hindi (:

Back during my teen years, I’ve always been fond of reading Sweet Dreams pocketbooks. So, I guess it’s not a surprise to know that one of my favorite pastimes would be to daydream of how my “first date” or coming dates would be like.

Unfortunately, I was also brought up by my mother in believing that once you get to date a guy, he’ll instantly become your boyfriend! (Hay, Mama lang! (: ) Now, as I’m writing this I couldn’t help but wonder, if only I knew that is was okay to go out on dates and that it’s not necessary that the one you dated will be your boyfriend then, damu na ko tani nakilkilan! ((:

Let me share with you my top favorite “anecdotes” on dating…for the purpose of this blog, let me share it “as from my point of view”. Or could it be? ;)

For the First Time

Why I can still remember that it was a Thursday night, I could never tell. But maybe because, it was the first time somebody had actually asked me to a date and not just somebody, he was my ultimate crush! ;) I can also remember that all the while he was saying about the “when” and “where” of our date, I instantly started to think about all the Sweet Dreams stories I have read and which is closest to what’s happening at that time. We’re supposed to go to Shakey’s… big time na kaya ‘yon ‘nung panahong ‘yun! “Supposedly” as the date didn’t happen. Well, it actually happened but with another girl. (Huhuhu!) How come? Now, that is a total blur to me. :p

Eating Out

Had the longest crush on this guy when finally, we got to meet for a date. I was pretty excited but tried to act really cool about the whole thing. After all, we’re no longer grade-schoolers! We ordered some food and had fun eating. Yes, the whole time was spent eating. Maybe, he’s just being true to the word “dinner date”. I really didn’t know if I should feel sorry for him or for myself. I’m supposed to be the girl and have all the reasons to get tongue-tied but what happened was the other way around. After that night, I realized that if only I’ve gotten a date with this guy earlier I wouldn’t have wasted much time daydreaming about him. Why, he’s better off as a friend. (:

As Good As It Gets

I really can’t remember how I’m able to get this guy asked me for a date. Or was it me who asked him out? :P Anyways, it was one of the very few dates I’ve gone to (should I count three?…hehehe…) that’s quite memorable to me but one that I have so many regrets. For one, I regretted not ordering more when we had lunch. Being demure (daw!) I shyly ordered for a single burger steak with no extra rice, of course! Duh! Kung alam ko lang sana, I would have ordered the most expensive Chicken Meal with extra rice and lots of gravy! And secondly, I would have chosen a comedy or horror for a movie that we watched so, I could have at least truly enjoyed. Okay, well, maybe I did that time… But it took years before I saw Jack Nicholson again and actually appreciated his movie. I could have also made “parining” or even “lambing” so he could have bought me something from Odyssey along with his Guns ‘n Roses Spaghetti album! (mmmhhh, detailed ba masyado?) Tsk! Tsk! As for that date, it’s also been years since the last time I saw him or should I say, spoke to him. :P

Second Time Around

As I remember this “date story”, I have this feeling of guilt, embarrassment, stupidity – okay, I was very bad! This could have been the date that never happened but this time, I admit, I did a total blunder. It could have been a start of a beautiful friendship. It all started right... Long-lost high school classmates got connected and agreed to see a popular band’s concert (was it Free Style or South Border? (: ) until… I was so immature but I know it’s not enough reason for my stupidity. Instead of talking and acting the good date I should be, I foolishly tried in playing cupid to my supposed date and a friend! Gee, now I’m actually recalling that night, I feel myself blushing for embarrassment. I know I owe the guy some apologies. When I get to see and talk to him, it may not be such a big deal, but I’ll definitely have to say, “sorry for that night, I was a jerk!”.

Bonding For a Lifetime (This time, it’s for real!)

Our “first date” could have been one of Sprite’s “Magpaka-totoo ka!” ad series. I have learned a lot from my trying-to-be-demure experience, that this time, I’m just truly being myself. So true that I never cared about what impression I’ll leave should I order for extra rice and even requested my date that I eat the belly part of the “bangus” we ordered. ((: I believe then that this was it, as that date was followed with another and another and another…from the ever reliable fast-food chains to our suki, Nong Rudy’s “videokehan”, we just can’t get enough. ;)

Maybe it really works if you’re being truthful especially showing your true self. For I still continue to date my ex -, who now happens to be my husband. Whether it is at home sharing a home-made meal or to our favorite fast-food restaurant, what matters most is that we are spending quality time together. And we’re looking forward to spend more of these dates that are also our bonding moments.

Dating stories, anyone?

Salamat...

mood: thankful...

Ang awiting ito’y para sa yo
At kung maubos ang tinig, di magsisisi
Dahil iyong narinig sa labi ko
Salamat, salamat... - Yeng Constantino

There was a time in our lives when we just felt that we’re at the bottom of the pit and yet, how some could still looked down and pushed you harder below.

It was during this time when we have learned that only you among yourselves in the family can truly help each other out.

…and a few good hearted people whom may not have given us anything material but their sincere presence and kind words (without them even knowing it!) are more than enough that it could never be replaced by anything money can buy.

To all of you, I say - you will never be forgotten… SALAMAT.

Tatay Agi & Nanay Gayang for adopting us – Mama, my siblings & I – for a few months when we have nowhere to go to…

Tita Ecor and family…

Tita Tess, Tito Genie & Family – for being our “family” in New Lucena most especially for loving our Precious…

Tito Gene Lorea & Family…

Our dear adoptive “cousins” Kristal and Kenneth…

The friends I made thru my EX- now hubby – Joebert, Kadog, Kimbok, Marx, Obet, and the rest I’ve learned to love in Sumatra as I have seen how they love Nonoy Joroli…

Tito Rommel & Tita Jean…

My Ninong Antoy & Ninang Babylette…

Mama Pasing, Papa Islaw and Tita Glenda...

My dear friend Kata…

Dear VANGUARDS especially to be mentioned – Ronie, Dexter, Joanne, Nikki, Liza…

To the ever sweet “Mimay” and “Heartshape” (:

To a very few Four-Season friends - Mam Lei, Mam Ca, Noelle, Jenie, Edzyl and Pam…

For the kind words…helping us…standing by us…never judging us…and for simply being there.

(A Part Two of “Salamat” may be coming soon…afterall, there are truly more good hearted people we meet along our journey who are worth to be acknowledged.)

Think Pink

"The greatest risk of getting breast cancer tomorrow is being born today in a developing country. The greatest risk of not surviving breast cancer today is being a woman in the Philippines."

- Rosa Francia-Meneses

EXIT

Before coming to Dubai, I have heard about people who came to the UAE and went to an “exit” once their visit visas expired. But I never imagined how it really was until it was my time for my own exit.

Kish Island, Iran

I have experienced my first exit at Kish Island. It was in December 2006. Honestly, all I can think of that time was for my new visit visa to come right away. I didn’t want to stay long in Kish. And I was worried that I might have not enough money… I was paying my own visa and didn’t have much. (: I haven’t found a stable job then.


Still, my experience in Kish have made me realize that I'm still very much luckier compared to some of our kababayans who are left there without anybody to help them in Dubai to get a new visa or purposely left by their sponsors. No wonder there are so much stories about Pinoys’ sad plight in Kish to the point that some would even resort to taking their lives. Yes, it’s true…sad but true.



Anyhow, after two days I got back to Dubai.

‘Looking back…I wish I should have just enjoyed my stay there. Should have taken some local tours and took more pictures. Sayang!

Sabi nga nila, Dubai life is never complete ‘til you experience your exit to Kish. (:



But that wasn’t my last exit…'kala mo. ):

Muscat, Oman


One should also exit not only when a visit visa expires but also to change from a visit visa to a working visa. The only difference is usually, you get to go back right away. And this “exit” is what we call a “transit”.

A transit happens when a person from UAE goes for an exit (so just for the immigration's record to simply show that you have exited! you may also pay...but that's another story for another time) and come back with an employment visa. Often, you got your visa already with you.

This is what usually happens…

Go to the airport.
Check in.
Line up for Passport Control for “Exit Stamp”.
Wait for your flight.
Board the plane.
Upon reaching your destination;
Go down the plane.
Get in to arrival.
(Here you may insert, go to the restroom – that is, if you have time - as sometimes you even don’t have the luxury of a 5-minute-smell-the-air-of-a-new-place as the attendant is already shouting “Boarding Flight No. ####!”)
And back to departure.
Board the very same plane.
And voila, before you could start snoring (pun intended! (: )…you’re back in UAE!

Bahrain


Welcome to the Land of F1!

This time I have gone to exit as I have just cancelled my Residence Visa with my previous employer. So, I’m back to being a Visitor of UAE! Duh.

I have smelled the air of Bahrain! Yes, smelled as I didn’t even have the chance of going to the rest room! I have to take my “pee” with me back to the very same plane we took in coming here and back. Another duh!

Transit –
So fast
Almost running
5 minutes or even less
So short of time
So much to miss
Transit
No time
for anything…

- Bahrain International Airport (written while inside the shuttle that brings us back to our plane)

Oman

Hay naku! Yes, another exit.

You see, going to an “exit” is not that all exciting especially if you’re paying for all your expenses PLUS the fact that you’re basically waiting for just a new visa and there’s a possibility that it may be rejected. ):

BUT the difference on this exit was I basically enjoyed it! The ONLY thing stopping me to truly enjoy the whole trip was my being away from my “Tatay”! (Patay luyag ako sa bana ko so, sue me!)

And my first time to exit on land… meaning nag-bus lang kami!!! Exciting!

From this I have experienced a totally different process of “exit” again. I know all about “borders” between countries but I still found it “amazing” (?) that just as we’re passing the Al Ain Highway, just on the other side of a fence is already Oman! (: Buki gid ah!



Got some bonding also with my travel mates from the agency - Darlene and Kuya Iggy. I think it was Darlene’s adobo that made us instant buddies! (: Almost four days of just sleeping…watching-whatever-is-on-the-“cable”…ligid!...eating…and more ligid and sleeping!





EXIT can bring out different emotions out of different people that depends on their situations while on a foreign nearby countries of UAE.

Friend, Nikki is right…it’s an opportunity to see new places…new people…new culture. So, one should also take advantage of it and kahit pano try to enjoy (ah…eh…easy to say! Believe me, hindi talaga ganun kadali para sa iba! Promise!)

And yes, of course, should your new visa comes - BE THANKFUL – that you're given another chance of a month-long-thanks-to-the-new-rule-of-hope again that somehow you’ll get lucky this time in finding a good job in the UAE.

Ika nga naming nagkasabay-sabay sa exit – “nawa’y magkita-kita na lang tayo sa Spinneys, Choithram at de Belchior…’wag na dito sa Oman!”



PS lang po: Pasensiya at ako'y walang camera kung kaya't halos puro ticket at brochure lang ang aking ebidensiya. (: Kung may picture man, salamat sa mobile na nahiram. ;)

PS #2: Ah...eh...'yong picture ng hotel po pala...we didn't stay there. (: Kundi sa parang katabing "sister-building" lang po nila. ;)

HE is talking to me...

mood: hopeful...

Got this from my Inbox taken from my Kerygma subscription.

I usually start my day opening my emails and read that with subject "God's message for you today...".

And God just never fails to amaze me with HIS words that would always come so timely especially when I'm down...in doubt...problematic...sad.

HIS words never fails to only bring me hope, peace and smile. (:

Here's one that is just so me at the moment though it's been more than a month now...

“Is it not you alone, O Lord, our God, to whom we look? You alone have done all these things.” – Jeremiah 14:22

Our journey of infertility has been going on over for seven years. If I were to enumerate the procedures, pains, tries and trials, one Didache volume wouldn’t be sufficient. But the good news is, as I write this, I am ten weeks pregnant. Praise the Lord! Recently, we saw our baby kicking and swimming inside my womb through the wonder of a 4D ultrasound.

One of my realizations in this chapter of my life is how the Lord has been so faithful, even if I was not. Many times, I unwisely depended on our doctors, the thermometer, injections, lab results and oral medications. I lost heart when things didn’t go as planned. I lost sight of what God can do and focused more on what we could control.

I realize that when I look elsewhere, I will be frustrated. I’m beginning to understand that when I put more trust on things or people, they can always let me down.
I know that when I look to the Lord, however perilous or uncertain the path, the endings are always happy.

Yes, always. He alone makes impossible things possible. Lallaine Gogna

REFLECTION:
Is there any aspect in your life now that you haven’t given fully to the Lord?

Teach me to look to You alone, Lord. You alone can do all things.



How about you?

How did GOD talk to you today? (:

'nuff said...

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mood: mourning

We had gone through one of the saddest trials in our marriage life during the past weeks.

I had a miscarriage and lost what could have been our first born.

Our very first ANGEL…our very first joy.

I didn’t expect to recover fast from the lost and be able to cope well with what happened. But “Praise to HIM” for the strength HE had given us…I know that HE did a lot with how we got through this test.

“Thank you” also goes to all our friends who took time to say hello and let us know that we are in their prayers. And that there is always a next time… (:

Everytime I’m being asked how I’m doing, “Ok and better” would be my answers but deep inside I know there’s a part of me that will forever be mourning over losing her. (:

Her…yes, because I felt that it was a girl. And my husband thought so, too.

He could have her named Aira May.
I would have wanted Ma. Elisa Carmen Silao Almeria.
But whatever could have her name…if only…

The pain is there but life has to go on.

We’re taking it as HIS will and HIS WILL BE DONE. Indi man kami gusto ipilit. HE knows what’s best for us. Sometimes it hits me but I don’t want to find faults and blame. And I’m proud to say, I never even thought of asking HIM “Why?”.

I know in all these, it was my husband who gone through more but it was during this time that I realized even more how much my husband loves me. I was spoiled the whole time! (: And I knew that Nonoy is and will always be my strength. That as long as I am with him, everything will turn out fine.

And to our baby, this poem I have written…

Our very first ANGEL…
you’ll always be
to your “papa” and me.
Forever we would wish
to have carried and held you
sang you lullabies
cradled in our arms
‘til you have closed your eyes.
Forever we will dream
of your smile
giggles
and how you will grow in our lives.
We hope that even once
in your early life
you’ve felt how much
you are loved.
Look upon us –
your papa and mama
once in a while.
Our little angel,
rest now and sleep tight.

My name is...

All of us four sisters were named by our Mama.

...as well as most of my cousins especially that of my Tita Ecor's - Rhodmar, Pearl Marriet and Mary Hyrhope.

...and she's naming my sister, Goldie's first born.

...and, yes, even if not yet confirmed, the baby I willl, in God's grace have. (:

Each of our names have special meanings or most likely, a combination or has something to do with special and/or important persons in our lives or my Mama's life while having her pregnancy such as the case of my sister Goldie, whose name actually came from the actress Goldie Hawn whom our mother was so fond at that time she was heavy with her (Dudi).

Ma. Carmen Amethyst came from Maria - as she was born just about after the Feast of the Candles, yes, fiesta sa Jaro! She came on February 3; Carmen is our "Mama Came's" name whom was like a second mother to Mama and took her and from the hospital when Ingkay was born; and Amethyst - well February's birthstone. (:

Mary Precious. Mary was also taken from Mary as in, Mama Mary and Precious simply means, she is the most loved, important in the family...say it ala Gollum..."my precious...".

And EMMA GEREL...

As the eldest and common to most, the eldest apo is the most favorite (ahem!) only I am not so sure if our Lola Marit was here but that I'm...well, quite sure with my Lola Lisa and Lolo Noming (ahem! again...) thus, probably our Mama thought it will be well to have all my lolos and lolas name be combined (para waay sabit!) thus came my name -

...EMMA stands for EMilio-MArrieta my maternal grandparents and GEREL from GERonimo-ELisa, my grandparents from my father's side.

Now you know...

Ikaw diin halin ngalan mo? (:

What Emma Gerel Means

You are friendly, charming, and warm. You get along with almost everyone. You work hard not to rock the boat. Your easy going attitude brings people together. At times, you can be a little flaky and irresponsible. But for the important things, you pull it together. You are confident, self assured, and capable. You are not easily intimidated. You master any and all skills easily. You don't have to work hard for what you want. You make your life out to be exactly how you want it. And you'll knock down anyone who gets in your way! You are usually the best at everything ... you strive for perfection. You are confident, authoritative, and aggressive. You have the classic "Type A" personality. You are deeply philosophical and thoughtful. You tend to analyze every aspect of your life. You are intuitive, brilliant, and quite introverted. You value your time alone. Often times, you are grumpy with other people. You don't appreciate them trying to interfere in your affairs. You are wild, crazy, and a huge rebel. You're always up to something. You have a ton of energy, and most people can't handle you. You're very intense. You definitely are a handful, and you're likely to get in trouble. But your kind of trouble is a lot of fun. You are relaxed, chill, and very likely to go with the flow. You are light hearted and accepting. You don't get worked up easily. Well adjusted and incredibly happy, many people wonder what your secret to life is.

What's Your Name's Hidden Meaning?

One Year...

mood: mmmmhhhh...happy...cge, happy! :)

The month is ending and I almost left out my intention to greet my blog

“Happy Anniversary!” ;)

No, I haven’t forgotten but I was just too busy and I simply got nothing to write! Even up to this very moment I am typing this but for the sake of having to have something for my blog’s anniversary, I need to. Not good…

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Isang taon napo siya!

Maraming salamat sa mga pahinang masusulatan
ng aking damdamin at iniisip –
(may punto man o wala – blog ko ‘to, paki nyo! hehehe…)

Sa mga taong nawala at nabangga dito –
(nagbasa man o hindi – nagkabukol sana kau! Jowk!)

At sa darating pang mga pagkakataon na ako’y may maisip, maramdaman
na nais kong ibahagi sa lahat –
(Kapamilya, Kapuso – lahat Kaibigan!)

Maraming salamat!


(Palakpakan! Sipol! Palkpakan!)


Trip lang po!


Have a nice day! ;)

Six and counting...

mood: in love...




Happy Anniversary, Tatay!

Six years and counting...yes, it's our sixth year anniversary since we became officially "on" (60th to him, as he would always multiply by ten our anniversaries as he says, it seems like that long we've been together. Patay luyag!).

And we do celebrate it...only now, that would depend on his schedule. ): But I don't complain...mabait akong asawa. Promise!

I always say and I'll say it again, I'm happy and very lucky to have my Tatay...and these words aren't enough to let the world know how much this guy from New Lucena means to me. ;)

But maybe this poem will... (:

You Change My World

At times the days seemed so long, I thought I'd never make it through,
Then suddenly, out of a dream, I have met someone like you.
I had locked up all my feelings and I'd thrown away the key,
Until your heart spoke a thousand words I knew were meant to be.
When times turned rough and lonely, and despair fell upon my face,
You comforted me and kept me safe in that loving special place.

You don't realize what you have and what you've done for me,
But the way you managed to steal my heart is what has set me free.
You've given me a feeling that no one else could ever change,
Your love has touched a place in me that I always found so strange.
It's as if you were cut right out of a spell cast upon my heart,
Because the crazy thing about it is, I've loved you from the start.

No one in this wide world could touch the feelings we share;
To the seconds I spend with you, nothing can compare.
You've opened my eyes and heart just enough and let me live,
You've changed my world with magic and the kindness that you give.
My heart was broken, and I thought love was so far away,
But you came into my life and showed me a better day.

Like crystal clear blue waters or a magical sunset,
That moment speaks a thousand words to which no price can be met.
I wish I could just stop time and spend the whole night in your eyes,
For when I'm with you there's a feeling even I cannot describe.
Although my heart holds painful memories that will never be erased,
You touch me with a love so strong it hides that lonely place.

Heartbreak, loss and misery were all I ever knew,
Until someone showed me happiness and that someone was you.
Your gentle words and loving arms lift me up when I am down,
And, Tatay, with all you've done for me you've turned my world around.
Your love is so consistent, like the waves that break on shore,
And with every day my love for you still grows, just more and more.

When broken dreams still fill my days and nothing's going right,
You reassure me with your smile and give me back my sight.
You sweep a spell across my heart, like a breeze across the sea,
And you fill my world with beautiful dreams & feelings meant to be.
The way you live, the way you love and even so much more,
With every smile that you give, you're all I could ask for.

You are in every breath I take and in every tear I cry,
You're in every star I wish upon up in the lonely sky.
Every day with you is heaven, like an angel from above,
A million magic moments sent- to give you all my love.
You are living proof that prayers and dreams really do come true,
And I thank God for that special day he blessed my heart with you.

I could speak of a thousand promises or even bet my very soul,
the rest of my life,
I'll be touched with a feeling no one can control.
Fate, destiny or magic may be the reason that we met,
But all I know is the days with you I never will forget.
Until the day I found you I never knew a love so true,
But from today until eternity I swear I'll be loving you!

~ Kimberly Lynn Albrecht


Now, tell me - sin-o patay luyag? ;)



Poem "You Change My World" by Kimberly Lynn Albrecht from
http://www.lovepoemsworld.com/poems/you-changed-my-world.php

Feels like yesterday...

mood:
:( :( :(
'missing tatay on his birthday...he's in abudhabi for work!

A birthday poem to my Tatay...

Six years we’ve been together
Yet, it still feels like yesteryears.
The love I have for you
Only gets deeper, each day anew.
The face I look forward to seeing each day -
Am glad the one I first get a glance to now.
The tender hugs and kisses
I get them now in all hours.
I could never get over how I’m missing you
Just every time you start to leave for work
It’s always been like that
Even I know it will only take a minute or two.
I can’t thank you enough for all that you’ve given -
My husband …
You have completed me!
Time will come when we get old and gray
But what I have for you will never change
And I promise you –
everything will always feel like yesterday.

'hope he gets to this site without me dragging him and be able to read this poem (though I had it posted on his friendster account but then, who do you think updates his profile, aber?). Knowing my husband, he doesn't come to my blog as in his word "emote?!" Yeah, he doesn't want to see me in tears but sometimes, he has no choice. He married a frustrated actress who only gets the limelight during these "emote moments". (:

Happy birthday, Tatay!!!

I made this especially for you - sorry, no Caterpillar shoes for now. (:

Luv mmmmmmmmmmmwah gid! (: (: (:

Ramblings about the EX-

mood: napapa-esep-esep...


"Would you speak to an ex…or something like, is it ok to talk to an ex?"

I came across this question while “goggling” (masyado bang obvious anong gamit kung search engine?) and I can’t help but give my two-fils worth even if I know nobody would care and as I often wonder, may gatalang man ayhan dire sa akon blog?

For one, it’s hard to answer yes or no for someone who doesn’t have a (REAL) ex! Here we go again.

Let me again defend myself not because I’m guilty. I CAN’T and just COULDN’T say, talk, speak or even just give it a thought that I had a real boyfriend! Reel, imaginary, yeah, maybe but real? Mmmmhhh…can’t think of anyone that fits the bill. Maybe, ka-“mu” as in ka-“un” but at this age, just a thought of it feels…yikes! Corny? Naman…Ok, sounds defensive. But the heck, it’s my blog and when I say I had no boyfried(s) then I had no boyfriend(s).

ANYWAY, I’m here to share my thoughts on that question so, let’s stick with the topic.

So, again is it ok to speak with an ex? And I mean, just the two of you – them – you and the ex alone.

Personally, at first I would have said yeah, no problem BUT on the other thought, I ask my self "would I allow my husband to speak with his ex?" With a group sure, why not (choconut) BUT alone, only the two of them?! (ROAR! Ok an exaggeration here!)

Plus, I have to admit I’m super SELOSA! Yes, I am but would like to believe that in a more mature way now (naks!). Come on let’s get real – don’t you think two people who had been together will never bring up anything from the past? And I think going to that territory is quite dangerous especially if one of the two still feel something for the other (am I talking too obvious? ‘call it woman’s instinct!).

I admire though, those people who are in good terms with their exes and even able to go double-date with their respective new partners. Unfortunately, it’s not like that to most.

Do unto others, as you would want others do unto you.

You see, it’s all a matter of respect and knowing what is more important to you. Even if talking with that person means nothing, with no malice at all but you know that your partner is not comfortable with the thought then, I don’t see any point why you should press on the idea. Focus on the present and don’t let the past gets to you.

Kaya nga EX- eh!

But then, again...

mood: hurting...almost crying.




I stumbled on this picture from my sister’s Friendster account and I almost forgot the hurt and pain I should have felt…Should as I was, I have to say in denial then.

This place is where our old HOME used to stand.

Looking back, it used to be a happy and “loud” place. No mansion was standing on it but there was this tiny box called house with simply, people who loves just being together in one roof sharing laughters most of the time and tears once in a while.

From here I met the not-so-good neighbor everybody has - that I will surely remember. People that will put one further lower down even they are already in the bottom. To make it more simple, people who are plastics! But then, there were some good ones I will forever cherish. (It’s a wonder how I can describe how I feel towards the people who were nice and kind with one simple word.)

From this place I have seen and experience what they call INJUSTICE – strong word but, yes. If you’re nobody (and NO MONEY!), you’re done. You think, it’s only in the movies? But then, again, from here I also found friendship and LOVE.

I left this place not exactly understanding and clear on what I really feel and I must admit I’m not too excited to get back. But then, again, I will just probably think and remember the good things rather than the not-so-good ones. Afterall, from this place is where I found my forever…

So much for the hurt…pain…injustice…plastics… but I know, that one day I’ll face and deal with them.

One day…and I shall be ready.

Better late...

mood:
cannot tell...confuse? in love? happy? sad? hungry?
mmmm...mixed emotions?

A belated birthday entry. (:

I’ve been banned from having birthdays
A new rule has been made
Signed, sealed and delivered
By the local Fire Brigade!
They say that all those candles
Would create such a blaze
They’d have to come and put it out
And stay around for days!

So, had a party without the birthday cake,
Lighted one candle
Just for old time’s sake,
Those firemen! So fit and strong,
Such handsome looking men -
Whose birthday is it, anyway?
One of these days (very soon!) I’ll light them all again!

Well, actually not much of celebration there. ): Just went to church, and basically that's where I was able to ligth a candle but didn't blow it, of course! And had dinner with some Titas (my mama's side). Tatay wasn't even around as he got work! Sad...sad...sad...but nevertheless...

"Thank you Lord for another year!"

Bagong taon...bagong pag-asa. (:


Original Text and Poem by Margaret Glendenning visit http://www.scrapbook.com/quotes/doc/12223/8.html

Holy Week Thoughts...

- We have lost our camera! It’s only now I can mention it without being too affected. Well, somebody stole it from Nonoy’s bag. So much for what Claudine’s line in the movie Dubai that goes something like – “pwede mong iwan ang bag mo at walang kukuha nyan…hahanapin ka pa nga para ibalik…” Duh!

- It’s Holy Week! I miss the Palm Sunday mass and procession.

- I will miss the Maundy Thursday activities especially the “washing of the feet” done in complete theatrecal drama in church (plus checking out who’s the year’s 12 apostles!).

- I will miss Good Friday and everything about it!

- I miss seeing Mary Magdalene. She’s been one of my favorites even before she’s been made controversial by the Da Vinci Code…I’m not actually affected by that controversy. Come to think of it, I don’t actually give much thought about that issue at all!

- When I was a kid, I always go in procession following Mary Magdalene’s karo that my Lolo Noming (God bless his soul!) would always serve as manugtulod – actually, it’s more of manugbutong(?) as in, pull.

- I pray that one day I will be given the opportunity to have our own karo. Of course, it’s going to be a Mary Magdalene. (:

- I will miss the radio dramas on Bombo!

- I will miss just being at home with the fam having our usual coffee and tinanok na saging combo while watching Pagtaltal on TV.

- By the way, I was born on a Holy Wednesday.

It’s going to be a long weekend as there is also a holiday here in UAE starting tomorrow and hopefully, I’ll be able to spend it meaningfully.

May I be able to reflect this Lenten Season on my own “30 pieces of silver” and start clean. This I pray…

Take a deep breath...

mood:
almost crying out of frustration...but trying to be veeeeeeery patient











Slowly…

Breath the air…

Say “HOOOOOOOOZA…”

Exhale…

Grrrrr!

I want to scream but…”HOOOOOZA…”

Again, “HOOOOOZA…”

Again, “HOOOOOZA…”

And again…

Steady…relax…

Patience is a virtue.

“HOOOOOOZA!!!”

Pic from http://images.search.yahoo.com/search/images;_ylt=A9G_bDmNsN9HGw8Ak.aJzbkF?p=persian+cat&fr=yfp-t-501&ei=utf-8&js=1&x=wrt

fine...fine...fine...

mood:

'eto ako ngayon. (: basically, 'yung mood ng kanta halos ganoon...hopeful at saka fine..fine..fine...

I'm broke but I'm happy

I'm poor but I'm kind

I'm short but I'm healthy, yeah

I'm high but I'm grounded

I'm sane but I'm overwhelmed

I'm lost but I'm hopeful baby

What it all comes down to

Is that everything's gonna be fine fine fine

'cause I've got one hand in my pocket

And the other one is giving a high five

I feel drunk but I'm sober

I'm young and I'm underpaid

I'm tired but I'm working, yeah

I care but I'm restless

I'm here but I'm really gone

I'm wrong and I'm sorry baby

What it all comes down to

Is that everything's gonna be quite alright

'cause I've got one hand in my pocket

And what it all comes down to

And what it all comes down to

Is that I haven't got it all figured out just yet

'cause I've got one hand in my pocket

And the other one is giving the peace sign

I'm free but I'm focused

I'm green but I'm wise

I'm hard but I'm friendly baby

I'm sad but I'm laughing

I'm brave but I'm chickenshit

I'm sick but I'm pretty baby

And what it all boils down to

Is that no one's really got it figured out just yet

'cause I've got one hand in my pocket

And the other one is playing the piano

And what it all comes down to my friends

Is that everything's just fine fine fine

'cause I've got one hand in my pocket

And the other one is hailing a taxi cab...

"Hand in My Pocket" by Alanis Morissette