Friday, November 30, 2007


I seem to be in a state called writer's block. Been trying to finish my post last weekend but I ended up cleaning house and watching a movie instead. My mind seems to be adrift lately...I am probably suffering from information overload and rebooting could be a really good idea right now. LOL! Could also be the after effects of the medicines that I took during my bout of influenza. Not to mention the unsuccessful military coup that ravaged the city where I work in yesterday. Well, this is what came out...hope you like it.

In my country, as early as September christmas carols could be heard on the radio and on the department stores. Christmas decorations and all sorts of gifts are scattered all over the Metropolis. Some people already have decorations at their homes as soon as Halloween's over. We probably have one of the longest Christmas celebrations there is. LOL.

So it has began... the yearly celebration that makes people shop till they drop, decorate their houses with all things red and green, glowing lights in all houses, christmas trees and gifts under the trees. Lovers kissing under the mistletoe. It's Christmas time once again folks!

As I was trying my best to finish my Christmas list (a never ending list of people I give gifts to on a yearly basis) my eldest daughter Pia came up to me and asked a simple question that would send me reeling off in a tangent. "Mommy? Christmas day is Jesus' birthday right?", to which I answered, "Yes honey, it's the day He was born." She was frowning at my answer and looked at the list I was coming up with. "Then how come His name is not in the list you are buying gifts for? What are you giving Him this Christmas?" Wow and just like that she had me speechless.

I guess it's true. I am guilty of it as well. Every year people would be sooo busy buying gifts, decorating their house, cooking up a feast but totally forget the real reason for the celebration. I was particularly touched by a recent post that my Dad wrote it's called Pondering Christmas .

An easy enough question - but what am I giving Him this Christmas? Been thinking about this for the past few days and have not really come up with anything special. So I asked my daughter what she thinks we should give Him for Christmas . . . she said "why don't we invite Him to stay in our house on His birthday?" A smile crossed my face. A simple answer but very very meaningful.

The best of all gifts around any Christmas tree: the presence of a happy family all wrapped up in each other. ~ Burton Hillis

So what are you giving Him this christmas?

Tuesday, November 20, 2007

this thing called LIFE

One thing I am certain about myself is that I cannot stay sad and sappy for very long. Even when I am in pain I can still manage to force a smile when my daughters are talking to me.

I remembered when I was in labor - sweating it out and waiting for my first born to come out; the resident physician got a phone call from my doctor who was checking how I was. She called out to me asking me how I was doing and I turned to her with a smile saying I was okay. I then heard her relay to my doctor that I might still be far off because I can still manage to smile. And she came out a few minutes after that.

When I was in high school my English teacher in the Book Club I joined told me to steer clear of certain books because I was becoming too idealistic. That's not what real life is all about, she says. Well, being surrounded by nuns, saints and churches all my life how can I not be idealistic? I told her. She told me I should stop looking at the world in my rose-colored glasses. I'd be too disappointed when reality sets in.

Well in essence I guess she was right, not everything was rosey and wonderful. There are times when life sucked big time. But I figured it was how I see the world and what it offers that helped me get through the bad times. I know you must be thinking I might be dillusional, well my friend Colin would probably say yes I was, LOL! But he also knows that I have come to love this life that I have and all it's imperfections. My good friend is also a lover of life, in fact the blog called LIFE that he created is living proof of it.

I am in an endless search for things, people, events that inspire me to be a better person and lately I have been inspired by this man called Warren Buffet . He has a simple message and the book called the Tao of Warren Buffet is a must read.

Here are some of the lessons I learned from this man:

A. Money doesn't create man but it is the man who created money.
B. Live your lives as simple as you are.
C. Don't do what others say, just listen to them, but do what you feel is
D. Don't go on brand name; just wear those things in which you feel
comfortable in.
E. Don't waste your money on unnecessary things; just spend them on those who are really in need of it.
F. After all it's your life - why do we let others to rule our

Contentment is wanting what you have, not having everything you want...LIFE is what you make it.

Wednesday, November 14, 2007

Just doodles

I have been stuck here in my bedroom for the past two days because of fever and flu. I have been sleeping for more than 10 hours each day since I got sick and now my head feels a little cottony because of it. I am not used to getting a lot of sleep and being inactive so I guess this is what stems out of it...boredom.

I have nothing much to declare, just wanted to share this song with you all. I loved the Disney movie Anastasia and this song is a favorite of mine.

Heart don't fail me now
Courage don't desert me
Don't turn back now that we're here
People always say
Life is full of choices
No one ever mentions fear
Or how the road can seem so long
How the world can seem so vast
Courage see me through
Heart i'm trusting you
On this journey to the past

Somewhere down this road
I know someone's waiting
Years of dreams just can't be wrong
Arms will open wide
I'll be safe and wanted
Finally home where I belong
Well starting here my life begins
Starting now I'm learning fast
Courage see me through
Heart I'm trusting you
On this journey to the past

Heart don't fail me now
Courage don't desert me

Home, love, family
There was once a time
I must've had them too
Home, love, family
I will never be complete until I find you

One step at a time
One hope then another
Who knows where this road may go
Back to who I was
Onto find my future
Things my heart still needs to know
Yes, let this be a sign
Let this road be mine
Let it lead me to my past
Courage see me through
Heart I'm trusting you
To bring me home
At last
At last

courage see me through,
Heart I'm trusting you

Journey to the past

Sunday, November 11, 2007

a simple wish

Last night I couldn't sleep. Although my body was screaming for it, my mind was unfortunately wide awake. Everyone was sleeping except me. I turned on the television and did not have any luck with any good movies. I was absentmindedly flicking through the channels when I accidentally ran into a local program featuring a young girl aged 12 with cancer.

Her family was poor, they cannot afford to bring her to the hospital for treatment. They barely had money for food. Her five other siblings, all under the age of 15 were all working together with their parents just to get by each day. Everyday she was left alone at the house, thinking crazy thoughts, feeling pity for herself. She was thin but her stomach was bulging with this strange cancer. All she wanted was to go to school and finish her studies. All she wanted was something to do besides waiting...waiting for death to claim her. I did not realize that tears were streaming down my eyes.

The other day my husband was telling me about a little girl, aged 8 who committed suicide. I was shocked at how young the girl was and wondered what compelled such an innocent child to want to die rather than live? A diary was found by the family and it was a sort of a "goodbye" note from her. She wrote there that if she died her parents would have one less mouth to feed, they won't work so hard anymore.

I thought about my little girls aged 8 and 4. They are so innocent about the harshness of life. They were never exposed to it. They never knew what it felt like not to eat three times a day. They never knew what it feels like not having a roof under their heads each night. My husband and I made sure that their future is secured. But nonetheless, I could not stop thinking about those girls, those innocent little children who should be playing with dollies and robots. They have sacrificed so much, even their lives for their family. I am appalled that they have to carry such burdens at such a young age.

It was a simple enough wish. To have something to live for. To have a decent life. To have some food to eat. To have a bed to sleep in comfortably each night. But sadly, an elusive dream.

I guess, in that brief moment God was teaching to me to be always thankful for all that I have. Our house is undergoing some renovations, I've had the chance to find old clothes and a some good toys that my kids are not playing with anymore. I talked to them about giving it to some street kids. At first there was resistance but as I told them the story of those two little girls they were silent and agreed to give their old clothes and toys. They also wanted to take part in the giving. I wanted my kids also to know that there is joy in giving as well as receiving.

The opposite of love is not hate, it's indifference.
The opposite of art is not ugliness, it's indifference.
The opposite of faith is not heresy, it's indifference.
And the opposite of life is not death, it's indifference.
~ Elie Wiesel

Saturday, November 03, 2007

I can't let go

I have been tagged by my good friend Jackie author of The Painted Veil to name three things in my life that I cannot let go of.

Here's my list:

1) MY LOVE FOR GOD - I cannot even begin to describe how important my faith and my love for God is. All I can say is I am nothing without Him.

2) MY FAMILY - I was often asked where do you keep your valuables? What bank do you invest in? What do you think would be the best place to invest your time and money in? My answer would always be...MY FAMILY. And the people asking me would say, "What? Aren't they cost centers not investments?" And I would reply , "Can any bank guarantee unconditional love, 24-7 love on call, high-interest yield without putting any money in - as long as you put in a lot of time and love on a regular basis?" They would be shaking their heads. "There you go", I would say. My family is my greatest wealth. When I have my family's love and support on my side I feel like I can do anything.

3) BLOGGING - Blogging has been a tremendous help to me, it has been therapeutic. Through blogging I was able to express myself and meet new friends that I could build lasting friendships with.

Now I would love to hear from my three new friends here in the blogosphere. What is it that you cannot let go of?




I would like to end this post with a lovely message I received last week.

God is at work in your life
even when you do not recognize it or understand it.
But it's much easier and profitable when you cooperate with Him.
"Success can be measured not only in achievements, but in lessons learned,
lives touched and moments shared along the way"

LIFE IS AN ECHO. What you send out, you get back.
What you give, you receive.