Mornings are definitely getting colder. Officially, we’re now at the start of the Amihan season, dominated by trade winds which means cooler temperature. Hopefully, gone are the days of flash flood, thunderstorms and endless rain showers. On second thoughts, it is during the months of November and December that the Philippines experiences stronger typhoons when the southwest monsoon meets the northeast winds. I like this lovely season best of all, a clear sign that Christmas is near. Oh, I am not counting, I’m just excited about it all :)
Imagine yourself going to bed at an ungodly hour of 7pm and waking up at an even crazier time of 3am. I like it though, when you feel the palpable quiet all around, no motorcycles and motor cars to disturb the peace, just those silent moments of introspection and soul-searching. It’s an additional bonus to write a blog with an uninterrupted and faster internet connection.
Gosh, I’ll be turning 58 in ten days, a certified and indulgent “lola”. Life is good and I am grateful. When I think of the times I went through in the past I could not help but wonder how I was able to stay standing still. Those are my favorite words nowadays, standing still. Standing still amidst the vicissitudes of life, standing still amidst the trying times that you have no control of, standing still despite and in spite of every bend on the road that you encounter. I am grateful though for the endless blessings that God bestows on me and my family. Believe me, the trying times make one stronger and braver because they make you realize that you possess that inner strength and courage to face it all. I remember what Nissa told me yesterday about what Nate recently learned. I smile at the thought that my almost two-year old grandson is learning positive attitude at such a tender age. When you say “God is good“, he would answer in a clear voice with two hands raised, “all the time”.
A friend once told me that as you get older, you tend to reminisce about the good old days and the times that made you really, really smile. Isn’t that what life is all about? The past carries with it lessons that would help us in our present journey. I do remember. We ought to be growing wiser with age and welcoming getting older with grace.
Joy is shaped by simple pleasures.