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Getting married will always be a happy occasion. I didn’t know of any instance where  some people were sad about it. Unless of course, and maybe if it is a shotgun wedding so to speak. Or maybe someone who was involved before with one of the couple has an axe to grind.

Last Tuesday,  my two kids  and son-in-law went on vacation leave to attend a wedding.  Nissa and Obet just waited for Nate for his class to finish then they proceeded to our place so we could all attend my niece’s wedding. It was held at Jardin de Miramar in Antipolo City. It was a lovely celebration,  a coming  together of two people very much in love with each other.

So what’s  it with getting married?  It is a wonderful occasion, right?  When we are sure that the guy or woman is really the one for us,  marriage will always be in the offing. We will never know though whether it will last a life time or you get  separated in the middle of it.   Married life is always a work in progress no matter how long you’ve been together, no matter how compatible you think you must be.    Mom and dad had a wonderful married life for fifty five years until Dad got sick of end stage renal disease and passed on one December day in 2007. I didn’t see them raise their voices to each other throughout their married life. I didn’t see them quarrel in front of us.

Is there really such a thing as “marriage made in heaven”? How do we know it will last? Why do we cry during a wedding ceremony? I know most of us cry because we are glad and happy for the couple. They are tears of joy.  We are touched by the joyful celebration. We wish  them with joyous hope that their wedding vows would be for keeps.

Weddings, anyone?

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I went back to my doctor yesterday after a series of blood tests which I’ve undergone over the weekend. He interpreted the results and said “”they are all normal, ang galing ng doctor ano?” I just smiled and thanked him for the medications he prescribed earlier. My blood pressure has significantly gone down and so was my blood sugar level.  It is quite hard to have your blood extracted every week , it is a bit harder to go on fasting for several hours too. I have to continue with my medications though for another month until further check-up.

Sometimes, I wonder about the “what ifs” in my life. What if  I didn’t feel that sudden blinding headache and body malaise then I won’t have those weekly laboratory tests and doctor visits.  What if I did exercises every day then I won’t have to suffer and limit my movements now. What if I got conscious of what I ate before then probably,  I won’t have to limit my intake of fatty and starchy food.

We do all have those questions . At some time in our lives, we feel  those blinding curves that make us weak in the process.  It might not just be physical but mentally as well. We dwell on the what if.  What if I did this or I did that? We never would know the repercussions of what we are doing right or wrong until we are in that situation. We could never assure ourselves that everything would be okay as well. We are all responsible though with the outcome whether it  was a wrong decision for us or not.  When we encounter things  that we didn’t think of that will happen, we don’t  know  what to do.

It’s been a lesson learned for me and I learned it well.  At my age, I anticipate some body weakness maybe at a later date or time  but not this. Although most of the family members up to the third degree are prone to high blood pressure, I haven’t heard of one who has elevated blood sugar. I am a cancer survivor that is why I am a little wary when it comes to my health. It might come back any time or (thank God) it might not. It might choose to appear in other organs of my body. Those are the “what ifs” that I sometimes ask myself.

Life is a wonderful gift. Treasure it.

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Back when I was in high school, I used to watch mom and dad assist my lola (grandmother) cook during fiesta in our place in Quezon City.  They would  prepare dishes and various menus all night long for  tomorrows’ lunch. My lola  usually had our town mates in our province as guests and sometimes some or one or two of my father’s office mates would visit us too  My lola was not my grandmother by birth but she acted as sponsor during my parents’ wedding. We used to live in their place  in a small dwelling at the compound.  Back then I was in awe of her. the way she prepared all those dishes without looking into any cookbook but through experience, doing the preparation and cooking all those years. I also wanted to be a cook too, the word chef was unheard of then.  I would watch them prepare elaborate Spanish and Filipino food.  My father was a good cook too. He taught me how to prepare easy dishes for dinner when he would bring home something from the wet market after office work. It was a case of “do your own thing”while he watched and instructed what to do. I learned somehow through all those afternoons spent in front of the stove.

During summer break when my oldest brother and I were in grade school in the province, Mom would prepare us to join Dad in Quezon City to spend our summer there. We would bring  cut wood to use for cooking. I do remember, our stove was a three-piece ensemble fueled by firewood.  It was only when we were in high school when we used gas stove.  We used to ride on a Pantranco bus to bring us to Manila. My  brother and I would usually count log posts along the way. There were no skyways and expressways  back then.  I also remember that we had black and white TV, a small one where we used to watch news.  My father and one of our neighbors would spend the rest of the night playing guitar and ukulele. Those were the times that  I still remember vividly until now, the guitar-playing days of my dad. None of us his four kids got into any musical instrument except my oldest brother who learned to play a guitar when he was in high school.  Although I used to buy music magazines out of my high school allowance with guitar chords to boot, I never learned how.

Remembering the days of old which bring that certain smile.

 

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Lately, I saw this father and daughter singing together on Metaspoon.  The guy played the guitar  as they sang together. The daughter  is probably  about  four or five years old. It is lovely to see them together.

Those aha  moments when you smile and you laugh just because you are happy. Last Saturday, I was surprised when I saw Nissa and Nate at the gate. They took  a commute  from their place to ours just to see me. My son-in-law was left at home early that morning.  They took  their breakfast with us. I inquired if Nissa brought milk for Nate. She said she didn’t because Nate eats a lot during meals so he does not need to drink milk.

We played blocks and touching ball, priceless few hours of being together, with not a care in the world except to laugh , be merry and play. You put yourself  being a child of four, carefree and happy. Picture-taking goes in the back seat  with no attempt to bring your camera out. Or maybe simply, you forget. The things we do to make the moments  something to remember, something to think about when they are gone.

I am reading a beautiful book. It is actually a contemporary  love story. my third book  of love stories since I began my 2017 reading challenge. It’s quite a nice change from the memoirs and historical books I am fond of reading.  The plot may sometimes be exaggerated or overrated but it goes well with the overall appeal of the book.  I am looking forward though to finishing Mary Oliver’s Upstream and Lang Leav’s  Memories. The first one is a selection of essays by Mary Oliver while Memories is composed of poems by Lang Leav. I am reading them  both in installment. a way to prolong the lovely prose and  superb style of writing. Sometimes you wish you could write like they do – wishful thinking if I may say.

Those aha moments. Those moments when you are just enjoying everything. Those moments that are deeply felt  in  the heart. Those unforgettable moments. You want to make them last  forever.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Where has January gone? It seemed like it just passed like a cho-cho train long gone. The days have been a little short for me. They were spent with a few close  friends, my daughter’s family  and most days visits to the hospital and to my doctors.  Before we know it, it will be February 1 tomorrow. I know, February may be as fast as January  because it is shorter by two or three  days. How come the days and moments arrive so soon?

I am getting there…thank God. After several visits to the doctor  and  laboratory tests, I finally am able to move as normal as I like. There are times though when it feels a little awkward, my grip to certain things is weak.  My blood sugar is still a bit high and my doctor is working on it. I have five types of medications at the moment.  I am not used to this, But I have to give it a chance.

It’s been a week since I posted  here last and it is kind of weird that I haven’t visited for a while. It makes blogging forgotten for a moment, not making comments nor liking posts by my friends. I wish I could turn back the clock and read them all but I don’t want to tax my strength  somehow. Maybe, some other days I could pay  those blogs a visit.

I am on my 22nd book at Goodreads. It is nice to spend time  reading  for a while. I’ve been on memoirs and YA books and one or two of novels with love stories for a change.  I must say, they are all good.  It makes  the days pass without being bored. I haven’t finished my gardening yet.  I still have to  plant some seeds that I bought late December last year. I am really looking forward to seeing Asters and Celosias in our yard.

There is a reunion coming later this month with some  of my  former office mates  at the bank where I worked before. It’s a lunch  party. I just wonder if I could attend.  Hopefully, I could.  I am finding it a little hard to blog, it’s like starting all over again.

 

 

 

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As all things go, there is an end to  everything –  days, months and years included. And yes, 2016 is about to end and we think of those  things we did this year,  old and new friends  we met, family togetherness,  places we dreamed of  visiting,  lessons learned,  hours wasted on senseless thoughts (sometimes) and all the other things that make life and living worthwhile.

It’s been a quiet year for us except those times we went out as a family to  celebrate  birthdays and those times we had visitors at home to celebrate with us too.  It is always nice to get in touch with friends, sharing  meals together and being happy just exchanging news and ideas.  It is always nice to be with the whole family celebrating togetherness no matter how simple it is. We do find meaning in the ordinary things in our lives,  one has to look back, discern, and admire what is before us.  We find meaning in our brokenness, those times when we felt so down  and  everyone cared, we are just grateful for that.

Do you make new year’s resolution? I’ve never been good at keeping one.   They always get broken one way or another. So I dream, make some of it into reality and just enjoy what is in store.  The days are not always happy, some are like memories blurred at the edges, some are like a closed book so pleasant to discover, some are lovely thoughts waiting to be shared.

Blogging has become one major step to sharing with online friends. It is such pure heaven to meet fellow bloggers who share their lives, their hobbies, their families and their precious photos and memories. Blogging has become a daily exercise that I look forward to,  reshaping my views with the world outside. Blogging has become a pleasant tool  for friendship.  I’ve finally reached more than 2,000 followers including my 90 followers linked at Twitter.  Isn’t it nice that every day, the blog stats increase a little more than before? It’s close to 445,000 views now. I made a total of 157 blog posts this year, add maybe two or three more before the year ends.  The wonder of blogging. May I just thank you all for sharing with me through my blogs and yours? Thank you, thank you so much.

May  the next year be a pleasant, happy and fruitful one for all of us.  Happy 2017 guys.

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Hello everyone!

How was your Christmas celebration? I hope you all enjoyed it. We  have the family including my Mom to celebrate Christmas with.  It was certainly a joy  to see Nate again. We celebrated Noche Buena  at exactly 12 am  after attending mass earlier at our village chapel. It was a quiet celebration, we only opened gifts on Christmas day with  my daughter’s family.

They  came here yesterday to celebrate Christmas with us and  I cooked the Christmas dinner.  Left-over food is still good to go for maybe two days more.  It is always nice to see food nicely spread on the table. Right after dinner, Nate entertained us  singing while playing with his guitar toy.  I wonder how he got those words with a song he definitely invented. Most I could hear were the repetitive words, You Are My Best Friend.   He could really sing in style while at the same time making some moves that we all laughed about.  Was that an exercise Nate or a dance?

Nate playing with his robot toys at the garage.

Nate playing with his robot toys at the garage.

Nate's loot for Christmas...mostly toys!

Nate’s loot for Christmas…mostly toys!

Nissa and  I. Taken this morning when they were about to leave for home.

Nissa and I. Taken this morning when they were about to leave for home.

 

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Nate took this shot using a camera stick.

Those lovely moments sharing with the  family – priceless. Hoping 2017 would be a great year for us.

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