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I woke seeing my dashboard full of spam mails. It looks like it came from just one person with different e-mails because the message for all is just this word: “What?” I wonder why they never get tired of spamming legit posts.

Finally, I’m done fixing the garden but I haven’t trimmed the carabao grass yet. The sun is still hot even at 4 pm. The Zinnia and Calendula seeds I planted last week have finally sprouted. Looking forward to transferring them later. The fulfillment of having the  garden looking like one finally…priceless.

I am trying to catch  up on my reading but at around 8 pm,  I feel so sleepy. I only get to read  a few pages. Still, there are twenty books I’ve read in advance according to Goodreads. I wake up early every morning though. The day is a little longer now than night-time. Six in the morning is already bright outside. Watering the plants  early is better than waiting for the sun to rise where the water easily evaporates because of the heat.

Also looking forward to blogging every day (if possible) again and reading posts from my blogging friends.

Happy Monday all!

 

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Summer is quite different this year. I haven’t experienced this stifling heat before. Humid, no wind, even the  chairs feel hot.

Had to be outside again this morning to buy all the things that the carpenters need tomorrow.  The hardware owner said I could just ride home with her staff when they deliver it. My goodness,  riding on a truck is hot even if the windows are open. I won’t bore you with the details.

I was trying to clean my room of old utility receipts late this afternoon when I saw my old, old journal way back in college. You know those yearnings of a teenager  for someone out of reach. You can write volumes of thoughts , you can write every day about your experiences. you can be a little more dramatic with your words. Teenage life – the days of discovery, the stirrings of first love (or so you thought).  Whoever said that first love never dies must be lying. Mine did when I graduated from college. Absence does not makes the heart grow ponder, sometimes it makes  you forget 🙂

In short, that old, old journal is now in a sack of carpentry debris and old utility bills. I saved some of my writings before during the early years which I copied here at WordPress when  I started blogging.  The rest are just ramblings of a teenager crazy in love….haha!

I am keeping a journal still and I have several journals and blank pages to fill but mostly they are a list of books I have read and still wanting to read, a lot of recipes culled online and through my readings, my monthly budget and total expenses for the year, lovely quotes from books I have read, writings about my life now and gardening of course. Really it is a smorgasbord of  thoughts  and how my life is now. My hard drive is full of Nate’s photos, those that Nissa sent to me via messenger, photos I took  from my  camera phone and my tab. Focusing on the family and enjoying the blissful years of togetherness and hoping that I still could see Nate to be a successful young man  in the future.

“Some people believe holding on and hanging in there are signs of great strength. However, there are times when it takes much more strength to know when to let go and then do it.”  – Anne Landers

 

 

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This might be an unpopular topic for some of us but it is always good to take necessary precautions when it comes to our body and our health. Just because one feels healthy doesn’t mean you  have to ignore something which has bothered you for quite a while.

I don’t mean to scare you but have you ever observed how hard it is sometimes to poop? Yes, we have those times in our lives. Pooping blood?  They could be hemorrhoids  right?  Another common cause of bright red  blood in your  stool could be an anal fissure, a tear that can be caused by anything from constipation to childbirth. They disappear after a while though. And you think that’s normal.

Before I was diagnosed with Stage 3 colon cancer almost ten years ago, having  fresh red blood in my stool was nothing to be concerned about.  I thought at first it was because of hemorrhoids.  I didn’t feel anything – no cramps, no pain, no stomach ache so to speak. I remember now what my other  oncologist told me before, that cancer in any part of your body would take ten years before you feel uncomfortable.  It was such that I was alarmed when bright red blood appeared  almost every day so I had a check-up with a gastroenterologist and he scheduled me for colonoscopy. It was not a painful procedure and I was able to see the lining of my stomach/colon while they were at it. But the preparation was just too much. Aside from the endoscopy which I went thru before during a hospitalization, it was so uncomfortable. You have to have your colon and stomach clean before you have to undergo colonoscopy. My OB-Gyn suggested a surgical oncologist, the best in the field to evaluate my case. True enough, I need to have a sigmoid surgery based on the results of my colonoscopy.

After the operation, I waited two months for my wound to heal before they started me on chemotherapy, both oral and thru IV.  Aside from being so expensive, it saps you of your strength.  You are bedridden for almost three days after each procedure then another round in three weeks. That was my life for almost a year.

Going back to the topic at hand, if you ever notice fresh blood in your stool, don’t ignore it. I’d like to say prevention is better than cure.

 

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Sometimes you think you’ve been awake all through the night only to discover and remember later that you were just dreaming, a smorgasbord of events that seemed so vivid in your mind and in your heart.

What was your last thought before going to sleep? Do you dream about it later?  Sometimes I do and it’s like a continuation of what you’ve thought before you went to dreamland.  I dream of things, people, events and some childhood memories that somehow left indelible marks within me.  It’s a succession of images, emotions and such.  Oftentimes, you won’t even remember what you dreamed about the night before.

Do dreams really mean anything in our lives?  Until now there are those nights that I dream of our old home (back in the province). I could picture  some wall decor that my Mom and my older aunt would hang with water plants. I could still recall the crocheted bed cover that Mom used before and those smaller ones where they used to cover our la meseta (small table) in one corner of our sala.  Sometimes, the house is near  the university where I spent my high school and college years.  Sometimes, it would be a few steps away from the house.  I wonder why it often appears in dreamland.

When I was still working, I bought a dream dictionary. Those words may tell you about what your dream means. But I wonder if dream interpretations are valid and real. Is it true that when you have snake dreams  they may represent something that  you are afraid of facing, accepting or dealing with in waking life? It may also symbolizes someone or something that you feel is threatening to your physical or emotional well-being. And poop dreams means money? I wonder.

I do believe though that dreams represent our inner self, our subconscious. We may think of something that happened in the past and dream about it later or you may have seen someone after a long, long time and you dream of the events when you met before.

Dreams are perplexing!

 

 

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Saying goodbye to April and welcoming May again.

I used to blog about month-endings and beginnings  – something to remember and something to look forward to.

April.

Quite uneventful aside from my eye operation done last week, having our pet Oreo and visits from Nissa, Obet and Nate. Official summer here always begins in the month of April. Oh my gosh, and it is so hot. It is windy outside but it is humid.  Sometimes, rain threatens  but that is all there is to it except for those two instances where it rained in the afternoon but never enough to wet the ground thoroughly.  I have to water the garden twice a day because of this heat.

May.

Looking forward to the month of May. I hope the weather will be kind enough for us to experience occasional rain to combat this heat. Based on  previous years, May is the warmest month but we also have rains in the afternoon. This is the time where most families and company employees have their  outings in nearby beaches. Some travel all the way to famous places like Palawan, Cebu, Bohol etc.

Sometimes you dream of early morning walks in beaches, wait for the sun to come up  and take a dip later. You can never stay long under the heat of the sun though, your skin will burn.  Some prefer going to the malls which is the cheaper way to relax and cool off.  You may need just  a small amount set aside for snacks at Jollibee or McDonald’s. Or if you are on the look out for some items to buy, some malls hold sales at this time just before classes start again in June.

Again I am reminded of the song First of May. I just love playing it around this time of the year.

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I am presently reading a book about bee keeping and beehives. Bees come out of their hives during the warm season and they hibernate  during the cold.  The only book I read about bees before is Sue Monk Kidd’s The Secret Lives of Bees. 

Back in the province when  my brothers and I were  in grade school, we would always look for bee hives among trees in our yard. We were afraid though to disturb it. The sting of a bee is painful. One other thing that reminds me of childhood are the insects we locally call salagubang (beetle in English).  After the rain, we would carry a long pole of bamboo and look for salagubang in mango trees nearby. You just have to shake the branches of the mango trees then the beetles will fall. We would play with them by tying a piece of string on their legs and let them buzz  We would be lucky if we catch the Ilang-ilang  or salaginto which is the green beetle,  and shiny too.

Those were the days I remember until now.  We are four kids in the family and I am the only girl. What I  further recall were playing marbles with my brothers. We each had jars of marble in various colors.  Our old house when we were young had several   bintana (windows)  and each was equipped  with  barandilla (balustrades) where mom used to put potted plants.  They were like the steel bars you still see in  older houses now. We had three windows in our bedroom  and during rainy season, we  would occupy each and would make different shapes out of clay and let them dry when the sun comes out. I would always make a  cooking pot with a clay stove  and flowers while my brothers would make animals  of different kinds.

Gosh, remembering the childhood years – no television, no expensive gadgets to speak of  but we were happy.  Blowing bubbles with our bubblegum loot which Mom would buy for us when she goes  to the market  and we’ll have five  each of bubble gum  candies. We would make them  last for a week until the next market day.

 

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I want to share with you this lovely and touching story. Sometimes all we want are material things. Sometimes all we think is the value of the gift. Sometimes we are just disappointed when we don’t get what we want.  True or not, this gives us lessons. Regrets come later when you could no longer undo the past.

This is from an anonymous author. Whoever you are, thank you so much for this nice read.  It made me pause to reflect somehow.

A married lady was expecting a birthday gift from her husband. For

many months she had admired a beautiful diamond ring in a showroom

and, knowing her husband could afford it, she told him that was all

she wanted.

As her birthday approached, she waited for signs that her husband had

purchased the diamond ring.

Finally, on the morning of her birthday, her husband called her into

his study. He told her how proud he was to have such a good wife, and

told her how much he loved her. He handed her a beautifully wrapped

gift box.

Curious, the wife opened the box and found a lovely, leather-bound

Bible, with her name embossed in gold. Angrily, she raised her voice

to her husband and said, ‘With all your money, you give me a Bible?’

And she stormed out of the house, leaving her husband.

Many years passed and the lady became very successful in business. She

managed to acquire a more beautiful house and had a wonderful family.

But then. she realized her ex-husband must be very old, and thought

perhaps she should visit him. She had not seen him for many years.

Before she could make arrangements, she received a telegram telling

her that her ex-husband had passed away, and willed all of his

possessions to her. She needed to come back immediately and take care

of things.

When she arrived at her ex-husband’s house, sudden sadness and regret

filled her heart. She began to search through her ex-husband’s

important papers and saw the still new Bible, just as she had left it

years before.

With tears, she opened the Bible and began to turn the pages. Her

ex-husband had carefully underlined a verse, Matt 7:11, ‘And if you,

being evil, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much

more shall your Heavenly Father, who is in heaven, give what is good

to those who ask Him?’

As she read those words, a tiny package dropped from the back of the

Bible. It had a diamond ring, with her name engraved on it — the same

diamond ring which she had seen at the showroom. On the tag was the

date of her birth, and the words, ‘LUV U ALWAYS’.

 

How many times do we miss God’s blessings, because they are not

packaged as we expected?

 

Do not spoil what you have, by desiring what you have not; but

remember that what you now have was once among the things you only

hoped for.

 

IF YOUR GIFT IS NOT PACKAGED THE WAY YOU WANT IT,

IT’S BECAUSE IT IS BETTER PACKAGED THE WAY IT IS.

 

ALWAYS APPRECIATE LITTLE THINGS;

THEY USUALLY LEAD YOU TO BIGGER & BETTER THINGS.

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