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Gosh, the sudden morning rain prevented me again from finishing my garden chores but I am glad I don’t have to water the plants. Everything looks so green and fresh. Gone are the dusts clinging  to the leaves of the plants.

I’ve focused my time and efforts  just updating this site that I forgot I have to visit and post a thing or two to my other blogs. I must admit it is quite hard to maintain several blogs.  The thing is, years ago I  have decided to separate my gardening blog, photos, my blog posts on Nate and lately a new platform which I could use when I fully consume my allowed limits here. Got 29% more to go before it ends. Hopefully, without posting so many photos, I could still use this in the next year or two.

This morning (finally) I updated my gardening blog called Gardens and Empty Spaces, I really hope you’ll find time to visit it too. My intro page is quite long but you can find it on the widget sidebar, an easier way to know the gardener behind the garden :) I  also included some excerpts on my latest blog posts at my other sites.

Hop in, you are welcome to visit my backyard garden.


I was about to start gardening but there was this sudden drizzle enough to wet the grass but not enough to water the plants. It made  me quite lazy to garden and played with our three dogs instead.  I haven’t taken any picture with the three of them together since they run around when I am in the garden.  I tried my tab’s camera to take a few shots though.

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Haha, they are camera-shy.  I often read in the garden  using my tab and sometimes they are curious enough to see what I am doing, short of wanting to take a sip of my coffee or tea. Sometimes I feed them a day-old pandesal and they like it.

Most of my garden blooms now are my orange and pink-striped lilies. I replanted some plants early this morning and trimmed my overgrown bleeding hearts.

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They are not as clear as those I take with my Canon camera  and it is not so easy to focus the subject when you would like to take macro shots. Such is the limit of a lower  megapixel.

My blackberries are thriving nicely. I planted five of them in  a row behind the house. Oh, and the spicy and sweet aroma of the oregano mixed with  minty  smell of basil  which I planted in a pot – heaven. Add  the lemony scent of my Calamansi flowers and you’ll get the feel of a small garden where you can stay for a while, write a few lines or two or just watch the world go by.

It’s World Cancer Day


I am borrowing a photo from gettyimages. Today, February 4 is World Cancer Day. Some people who haven’t even encountered the word (yes, it is just a word) would ignore reading this.  I am happy and thankful  to be in remission for almost seven years now. God is good, I know.

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I am happy that some readers who are in the same boat like I was several years ago find inspiration through this blog, sharing their plights and requesting for prayers and advice on how to cope with cancer.  I am happy that they are also open enough to share their stories.  I am oftentimes grateful that until now, my blog posts on being a cancer patient and cancer survivor still get the most views.  Being able to help in my own little way is just so wonderful.

Please join me in praying for those who are suffering because of cancer. It sucks but it is not the end of the world. I am also praying for those who are in remission like me. I thank God for second chances at life. I thank God for life’s blessings.

 

 

Hope Never Dies


She hides her pain beneath the smiles

But her eyes show  a different world

thinking of the ‘might have been, the ‘what if’,

the little things that makes life the way she dreamed of.

Life is not perfect, life may be full of angst.

She stays…waiting.

Someday maybe, she’ll show that genuine smile again

The blessings and lovely memories will overcome

the pain in her eyes.

 

Goodbye January


I can’t believe it. January is almost gone and all I have are eleven  blog posts since the start of the month. The past days, I  struggled with using my tab when posting. It really came in handy while my  old computer has finally gone kaput on me, buried for good this time.  I am using a new one which Josef gave me as a late Christmas gift complete with a 17″ monitor and  is wi-fi ready. This is actually my first post using it.  I don’t know, it might be a blessing in disguise since I was able to catch up on my reading  ( I am on my 10th book on the reading challenge on Goodreads).  One thing I’ve missed while using my tab was the proof-reader.  Sometimes you’ll never know that in the course of typing what is running in your head, you misspell a word that never gets corrected even if you edit your post once or twice.  I am not a lover of the auto-correct features of my cellphones and tab. I often have to go back, erase and retype words since the former  inserts  something far from what I have in mind. It’s crazy, more so when I am texting in Tagalog and it does not have an equal word to substitute.

Thank you so much to those fellow bloggers who recently followed my blogs and thank you too to  those visitors who left inspiring comments on my old posts.  I’ve reached more than 385,000 stats a few minutes ago. It’s a milestone for me.  I didn’t really expect that I’ll get to have this number of visitors in my six years of blogging.  There was a time  during the early years when having a 20 to 50 views in a day was enough for me  but then there are loyal followers and online friends here who visit regularly. Added to that are the views I get daily from my posts as a cancer survivor.  My old posts are more popular than the new ones :)

I still get excited publishing a new post. I  am happy seeing new followers and likes.  Of course they add to the joy of writing, getting noticed that is. I try to limit each post from a minimum of 300 words to around 500 words at the most.  It is easier to read a shorter post than a lengthy one.

Where has January gone? February is slowly inching its way. I hope it would bring inspirations for me to blog often and update my other blogs too which I have neglected too long.


Indeed, life is a multi-coloured thing –
Dark and blue one moment
Bright and sunny the next.
Every day holds something for us
And if we are to live in this busy cosmos
Of rat-raced competition, fake smiles and
farcical acts of what we call humanity –

     we have to remain firm
     implant  our feet on the ground and hold
     tight to the one last string –
     a hope that may yet come sometime  tomorrow,
     hope is not lost for those who love.

Every day, we meet people from all walks of life
Others touch us, reach out and somehow
Leave their marks upon our soul
A part of us goes, but a more important thing remains –
A happy feeling of knowing that we have made
Someone smile and despite the heavy load
We have  somehow eased the pain and lightened the burden
Even just for a little while.

     every day, we build  impregnable tower
     and hope for something more than just a  simple
     meeting of the eyes.
     we seek permanence among the earthly
     and material things
     mortals and sinners that we are

Life is one big question
The answer to which we never seem to find
Until we are strong enough to admit
That we sre weak  and falllible
Only  then we could be able to say,
We  are  alive.
    

Musings


I found my old tattered journal from wayback. The spine  has detached itself from the pages that were yellowed with age. Has it been 38 years ago? Yes,it was and  this was the younger me.

Dear Mayblue

It hurts really, this empty feeling within me. I like to be strong again just like old  times when I used to laugh my worries away, just like those days when I could wear a smile amidst problems. Oh, whats the use of recounting those things.

I used to be part of the audience, passive and all that but how I came to be the actress myself, I never know. All I am sure of is that, now, there is no turning back, no matter what reality has  in store for me, no matter how it hurts. I must go on. Can’t you see Mayblue, I am trying to be brave.

Some people think what a fine actress I am.  Others perhaps look down with disdain. The only thing that consoles me is the fact that every one of us in this cruel  world  is a thespian, the only difference is that are cast in different roles. Some play the lead role,  some are afraid to plunge their hands in the deep water lest they be drowned. I was one of the latter until I found myself playing the big part of the game.

I was sure of myself then. Call it the magic  of love reigning over me. I looked at life with rose-colored eye glasses with misty mornings and sun-bright days. I was way up and I felt great. See what love can bring Mayblue?

But when you have loved deeply and have been hurt so bad, you see things  in a different perspective, in a different light. I found myself running away from my own ghost, even to the point of  pitying myself sometimes. One thing I can assure you is that, I  never regretted what has been, after all, love was such a beautiful experience.

Don’t be deceived by what you see. Despite that calm facade, that undisturbed countenance, look closely and you’ll see a girl crying inside.

P.S.

I wish you were here. I  want to have a good cry.

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