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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.

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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.
    

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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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I have so many things to write about after I think more  than a week of not blogging.Yes I am catching up on my reading challenge. I am on my 7th book.  I want to tell you of the eclectic mix of books I have lined up to finish this  year.  Meantime I am sharing another food for thought with you. I love this quote. It is never too late to dream of things that make life so meaningful. Thanks to my favourite author Richard Paul  Evans for sharing this.

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Meantime that I am busy with my 2016 reading challenge….

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Copied this from a friend’s timeline. There was a time when I devoured books by Og Mandino. His words still ring true until now.

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Yesterday was Sto. Nino’s Feast Day. It’s a very important celebration for all Catholics in our country. Josef and I went to Tondo, Manila to visit Nissa’s family and her in-laws. I am amazed of my daughter’s familiarity with the place since  she got married more than four years ago. Whereas before I only heard of Tondo, slowly I am getting to know the place now. We met Nissa in front of the Tutuban Center. She  takes jogging to heart and regularly frequents the place on Sunday mornings  to take Zumba class and jog. It was quite lovely to see joggers with their pets in tow. I also discovered that going via that route is easier than taking a connecting train ride.  We had a hearty breakfast at Jollibee before proceeding to their place.

The Feast of Sto. Nino is almost a week-long celebration in most areas where the image of the child Jesus is their patron. Dawn processions, masses held in His honor,  lots of food, programs and dancing at the town plaza and having so many balikbayans from all over the world add to the festive spirit of celebrating.  Yesterday was also our town fiesta where I was born.

In Tondo, almost all streets were filled with people and it was quite hard to take a commute going back to Tutuban  Center  to take another LRT ride home to our place. Josef and I walked from Tutuban To Recto, my first long exercise since the start of the year.

I finally got my two copies of Richard Paul Evan’s books left by a friend with Nissa before going back to the USA after a two-week vacation.  Got two more key rings , with the  Statue of Liberty depicted beautifully in them. It is my first time to have key rings from New York.

Seeing Nate again was the  highlight of our visit. He was afraid of the dragon dancers on  the streets but he was so happy showing off that he is a werewolf with matching sounds to boot.

Such a happy occasion for the family. How was your Sunday?

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Though darkness brings shadows of the past
Glorious light illuminates and paves the way
To a beautiful tomorrow.
There is a message of hope
And love shines through.

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You might think I am obsessed 🙂  I have been  collecting key rings since I started working. Lately, more were added, gifts from friends and relatives who know my penchant for collecting. I love to have my own library  ( still dreaming of it), and I mean not just corner shelves in our house but a cozy room that  I could use for my books and to display my  collection.

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One of my nieces went to Korea last year and she gave me this set of key ring/ballpen. I love the one which came from Dubai, it’s gold plated with beads.

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Another one from Dubai, a gift from a friend last year.

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A niece who is a teacher gave me two key rings from her trip to Romania  last year. She went on another trip to Jordan and Israel to spend Christmas there and she bought me these two key rings – one from Jordan and  one from Israel.  This last photo has a stone and Holy Water inside. She told me that from now on, she would buy me key rings on her future trips to other countries.

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I jokingly told her to go to Europe  next so she could bring me something  from there…hahaha.

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Back in 2015, I committed to read at least  50 books and by July, I successfully finished the reading challenge  at Goodreads. The official count was 79 books but based on my own list, I almost read a hundred. I forgot to  update Goodreads  with some of the titles that I read, some chick lit and Ya books  which one could finish in a day or two. Unaccounted were some book of poems that I don’t need to finish in one  reading. There are books that truly inspire and I usually read them again and again. This year  I am challenging myself to read 100 books, an eclectic mix of poems, historical novels, fiction, memoirs and some classic books that I found last year. I have just finished Neil Gaiman’s The Graveyard Book and in the middle of  reading the third book of the century trilogy  by Ken Follett entitled Edge of Eternity. It’s a tome, maybe an equivalent of three romance  books or chick lit. I love the story though, it happened at the time Kennedy was the US president and when Martin Luther King was a revered figure of the black population in America. It happened when East Germany put up a dividing wall preventing its  population to cross West Germany.  I guess this is the best of the three books. It’s really hard to put it down.

If you find some words here that are clearly misspelled, blame it on the autocorrect feature of my tab.I am really finding it hard to publish a new post  and check the blogs I follow here.  Hopefully, everything goes back to normal in  a month or two. Who am I kidding, I wonder if I could last that long without eyestrain.

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Nate is such a funny guy. He was so happy seeing all those gifts that he had to open last Christmas eve and was very excited to taste the  simple spread we prepared for our Noche Buena. Nothing fancy but just a simple meal shared  with the family.  It was a ‘Special Day’  after all.

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Reminiscing  Christmas  Eve 2015.

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