Posts Tagged ‘silence speaks’
Have a happy and blessed Thursday everyone!
A pair of bright orange shoes protruding from the rubble
Red, brown and yellow toy teddy bears abandoned by their owners
Luggage thrown in midair
Blackened remains turned back to dust
Remnants of a life probably at its prime,
Treasured messages before take off
Anticipation of a reunion gone kaput
It hurts to see them all.
I was watching CNN early this morning (our time) and I could not bear to look at the remains of the MH-17 plane burned to the ground. Three of those passengers are fellow Filipinos and the whole family was wiped out including the husband who used to work at Malaysia Airlines and an Indonesian. I watched the members of the family back home being interviewed on TV. They were looking forward to a yearly family reunion this coming Saturday. Their sister was the breadwinner of the family, making her siblings’ life easier than an average Filipino family, sending her nieces and nephews to school.
Life snapped in a moment, in a heartbeat. I offered a prayer that you’ll have peace in your souls and the loved ones left behind would be able to bear your loss. Life is precious, every minute, every hour.
Posted in blessings, Faith, health, journeys, life, silence speaks, tagged a bit of myself, Closer to God, Faith, health, journeys, life, reflections, silence speaks, thoughts and ramblings on July 14, 2014 | 6 Comments »
We are all on the alert. Every time there is a storm signal here in Metro Manila, I feel so insecure. There was a time when I used to appreciate the rain when it gently pours and makes the green countryside even greener and fresher. Our experience with typhoon Ondoy almost five years ago changed all that. Glenda is the seventh storm signal this year. Most of the provinces in Luzon are affected by this latest weather disturbance, we are under storm signal number 2. I am praying it won’t bring so much rain that would cause flash flood in Metro Manila.
There is this quote that I’ve often read and pondered about for a long time now and it was even made into a lot of internet meme. It’s from Vivian Green (sorry, I don’t know much about her except through this quote) and it says:
“Life isn’t about waiting for the storm to pass…It’s about learning to dance in the rain.”
Yesterday, I celebrated my 5th year in remission. It’s really one good reason to celebrate and to offer it in thanksgiving . I thank God for all the blessings and graces. As I’ve always said in my previous blog posts, this blog exists because I wanted to share my journey as a cancer patient/survivor. The first two years of this blog were almost about my everyday experiences going to and from the hospital, weekly lab tests and the pain and anguish of having to undergo chemotherapy every three weeks. Miracles do happen in our everyday life and it is always a blessing to wake up each morning seeing the sun and the day’s unfolding. We are richly blessed by the love and care of family and friends, just sometimes, we forget to appreciate what we have and take everything for granted. I am always of the thought that life is one lovely journey despite the odds and the pain it brings us now and then. I am looking forward to a new day despite the storm. I love this beautiful quote from the late Maya Angelou.
The silence is deafening,
except for the ticking of the clock
that seems so loud in my ears.
I wonder what tomorrow brings.
Posted in birthdays, blogging, Faith, family life, journeys, life, silence speaks, thoughts, tagged a bit of myself, blogging, family life, journeys, life, silence speaks, thoughts, thoughts and ramblings on June 21, 2014 | 4 Comments »
It’s been a while. I know, I know, I was beaten by the lazy bug, a perfect excuse being not able to visit WordPress for a while. I really miss blogging. For the past seven or six years, I’ve shared my thoughts and reflections online, from Friendster to Multiply to WordPress. Some friends are urging me to open an account at Pinterest, what for, I am happy with blogging at WordPress. I feel that even if I am sharing myself with the world in this medium, I can still maintain my privacy and the growing friends that I have here respect each other’s thoughts and ramblings. We may differ in a lot of things but we have the same quest for self-fulfillment and happiness. Blogging is like a favorite chocolate brand that you seek now and then.
We’ve heard of the adage, into each life some rain must fall and we always interpret it as problems we need to overcome. When we think of it positively, we could say, those drops of rain that sometimes drown us could be a series of blessing that we should be grateful for. The sun always shines after the rain, right? There are moments though when one feels the weight of the world on one’s shoulder and you feel helpless and afraid. I remember, sometimes too vividly, the hurts and the pains of the past but I’d rather not dwell on that feeling for long. I let myself cry when I am alone, I let myself reminisce about the happy times but that is all there is to it, reminiscing and letting the tears flow silently for a while. I met a friend the other day and we had quite a long chat about life. I told her about my struggles with my health almost five years ago, the pain of chemotherapy, the worrisome kidney bypass a year later and everything that came after that. She said I am so strong to have endured all of it and I answered back that I have to be for the sake of my kids and for my health. It’s hard to let go I know but that is how life is. We cling to our faith and pray that we will be strong enough to face and carry our own crosses in life. Sometimes though, we are in a hurry making a life that we forget to live.
It is my son’s 30th birthday today, something more to be thankful for – celebrating the gift of life and the gift of motherhood. I think this is one of those rare times that he spent his birthday away from home enjoying the falls of Majayjay. I am getting old. Having grown-up children allows you to comfort yourself with the pleasant memories of their childhood, cherished thoughts of their growing up years, their own pain of chasing their dreams, finding their own niche under the sun and building their own treasures of good memories.
This afternoon, I heard my grandson over the phone said “hi Nonna” and that was enough. I smiled, thinking happy thoughts about my family.
Posted in journeys, life, ramblings, silence speaks, thoughts, tagged a bit of myself, journeys, life, reflections, silence speaks, thoughts, thoughts and ramblings on June 2, 2014 | Leave a Comment »
Except for the incident of the dogs (a ten-round boxing game), life has been quiet the past week. I am trying to avoid the intense heat of the sun so I only stay in the garden early in the morning before the sun is up. Grass trimming has been postponed again. Come to think of it, I haven’t even taken a single shot with my camera the past days. The weather bureau says we still have at least two more weeks of summer before the rainy season sets in. We have thunderstorms though almost every afternoon.
I still feel a little lethargic at times – those moments when all you want to do is sleep but you can’t, those moments when you want to read but the words dance in your eyes, those times when you want to prepare a good meal but so lazy to stay in front of the hot stove for long. I must really be growing old, feeling the pains of aching joints and such. I hate to think that this is still the effect of the exhaustive chemotherapy sessions I went through almost five years ago. The residue of the toxic chemicals is still in my system and when my immune system is low, I easily get tired. No matter how you try to avoid stress in your life, it is always there.
I have this sudden vision of going far off to a place where I could really, really unwind, without thinking of the daily home rituals that one has to do. Just being in a place where you can still hear crickets and still see fireflies on a dark night must really be heaven. Just being in a place where you can enjoy nature at its best, feel the running water on your feet and eat when you feel like it. Such a charmed life I know but maybe, it is still possible, don’t you think?
Life comes with a lot of baggage sometimes but it is up to us to lighten the load and enjoy the journey with a lot less on our shoulders. Life comes with problems that are sometimes insurmountable you would not even know the beginning and the end. Life comes sometimes with lots of tears and laughter. I’d like to believe though that this is just another chapter in my life, I just have to turn the page to change the scene.
A big congratulations to my son-in-law who has just been newly promoted as Senior Manager two weeks ago. I am so proud of him, he really deserves it.
Oh blessed, blessed rain
Renew the parched earth
And make my carabao grass
Posted in family life, Guinatang Laing, journeys, ramblings, silence speaks, thoughts, tagged a bit of myself, family life, journeys, life, silence speaks, thoughts, thoughts and ramblings on April 30, 2014 | 2 Comments »
It seems like the month of April is rapidly fading into oblivion. I used to blog about beginnings and endings of each month but I got tired of it eventually. There was nothing that significant about this month except the canonization of the two Popes that I admire and yes, seeing Obama speaks to the Filipino people. I think during those almost two days that he was here, the Filipinos loved him more than they did PNoy. I remember, I met another online friend (one of our newest admins at our Catholic page) who came over to visit me two weeks ago. The month really seemed to have come and gone too soon. I am grateful though that I was able to update my TBR list, read a few books from unfamiliar authors and posted short reviews at Goodreads. When I’ve finished what I am reading now, I would go back to e-books. I still have around ten books there that I haven’t read. Lately, I came across Josephine Cox and Elizabeth George. Cox’s Whistledown Woman and The Beachcomber are quite engrossing, although some reviews at Goodreads are quite disappointing. I don’t base reading a book on previous reviews because I prefer to explore it on my own. This is the first time that I got hold of one of Elizabeth George’s books. I found her personal page and read about how she wrote those mystery novels (in a series, that is).
May is such a lovely month, they call it the month of flowers. We don’t have spring season here but summer always brings lovely new blooms in my small garden. Never mind the inevitable heat that we have every day (you’ll get used to it when you live here), never mind your exposure to the sun’s rays when you are brave enough to go out and do some errands that need to be done, just don’t forget your umbrella and a handy fan in your knapsack to beat the heat. In a few months, when rainy season sets in and you find yourself dreading flash flood and heavy traffic, you would wish it is summer again.
Sometimes, I ask myself “have I become a recluse?” preferring to just pass the days quietly doing household chores, playing with our dogs, gardening when the sun has set or before it shows its face in the morning, reading, reading to my heart’s content and experimenting with some recipes in the kitchen. Oh well, you’ll reach that age when happiness are just quiet days that you spend doing the things you love, no pressure and no deadlines. Of course I always look forward to the monthly visit of my grandson, my daughter and son-in-law. Those are the times that I really treasure. Nissa tells me that Nate now knows how to say Nonna. I can’t wait to hear him call me Nonna.
I ran out of butter. I was planning to bake chocolate crinkles just for the fun of it. This afternoon, I harvested more than a kilo of calamansi in our backyard. There are more than we could use, almost every branch is thick with fruits and yes, I still have about seven jack fruits to harvest and a few ampalaya for pinakbet. Living a provincial life in the city, wouldn’t you say?