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Once in a while, I post some excerpts of my previous blog entries at my Memories on Facebook. They are not the whole posts themselves but just a few lines that catch my fancy at the moment. These are some of them which I wrote at different dates….more like different months and years.

The way you look at things probably depends on how you view life itself. As they always say, you could see a glass half-full or half-empty. It does not matter whether you’re 30 or 50, maturity comes not in the number you add to your age but in the richness of experience you encounter making you grow and learn a little more.

I’ve never been good at following “how to’s” unless it’s a complicated recipe that I need to experiment on. Sure, sometimes they make life easier but it is different from following rules that you have set yourself to do. The step-by-step-numbered rules bore me. I wonder if I am alone in this because sometimes I do encounter blog posts like how to learn to be happy or how to be a good writer or how to make your blog more popular(taken from the point of view of the author of course) but in real life we each have certain criteria and values that we wish to meet that we think assure us of happiness and success. It is like reading a highly recommended book but you find it boring. Short of saying “to each his own” we have our way of coping and facing what is in front of us. 

Boring or not, a book never fails to teach me a lesson.

It’s so quiet here, no tv, no radio, not even the noise of passing vehicles can be heard. It’s a deafening quiet and my mind is filled with riotous thoughts – the kind that have no beginning and have no end. Have you ever experienced those moments when you really want to write about them but you don’t know how and they just keep floating in your head? There is something you want to voice out and put down on paper (or shall we say, write in a draft in your PC whichever is more convenient) but it eludes you once you are staring at the blank screen. Whoa! What happened to the rich and jumbled thoughts I had earlier? Life, sometimes, is funny. No, life is funny. Make that three dots at the end.

Peace, serenity, warm welcome, quiet moments, bonding with friends, soul searching – I found them all at Caleruega. God is so visible in that place and to coin the words that describe it, it’s CLOSE TO NATURE, CLOSER TO GOD.

There is that one moment that stands out, so lovely, which makes you say, “I need another moment like this”.

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I was about to go out to buy some supplements at Mercury drugstore early this morning when I clearly forgot the name of the medicine. I remember writing down Enervon C and Biogesic but I clearly forgot the other one which I’d like to buy, I’d like to think I am not yet that old enough to forget things once in a while. There are three words that I usually forget. I know that it starts with a C.  Ah, I get it finally, it’s cranberry. Every time I buy this, it takes me a while to remember it. There is another one, a plant I used to own because I love its dainty flowers. It starts with the letter B.  I have to rack my brain again to remember  Begonia.  It is always at the tip of my tongue but for the life of me, it usually takes a few minutes to remember its name. Then there is this one-stop store at the corner where  I take tricycle ride when I go out alone.  I keep remembering 7-Eleven or even Alfa Mart  or SaveMore, but I keep forgetting  Mini-Stop.

Does this happen to you? Sometimes I’m afraid this is the start of being forgetful so when I remember them, I write them in my notebook.  And unless I  read what I’ve written, I keep forgetting.

 

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TODAY IS WORLD CANCER DAY. May I please request for your prayers for all cancer patients and survivors? I would deeply appreciate it. Let us pray for those who died of cancer, who are suffering from cancer, and for those in remission like I am. THANK YOU so much.

Cancer sucks. It’s an enemy that lies within.

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I went out for a while this morning to have a hair trim and to send money to my brother in the province. Wow, almost everyone I met were wearing face masks. Some had washable cloth masks on, most were wearing surgical masks and a few with N95 masks.  I wore one too of course. Are we being paranoid here? I hope not. It just came to a point that everyone is aware that our government won’t take care of us. They can’t even provide face masks for free.  Where other nations have banned flights from China earlier in the week, ours was always “too late the hero”.

Earlier reports said that they are observing more than thirty one patients (that was as of yesterday) for possible infection caused by the coronavirus.

As usual their troll army is at work again. A writer friend had this shoutout on his wall: Name a country that in the face of a very dangerous health crisis deployed trolls instead of doctors.  There was also this site called Meme Buster which has screenshots of the same messages from different people making up stories that are not true. There was even one supposedly an OFW (Overseas Filipino Worker)  lauding and  praising China for having a nice work and high salary. I repeat,  Filipinos here in our country are not racist but they make us feel like we are inhumane and have no concern for our neighbors. It’s just that unlike those countries also affected by the coronavirus, we can’t rely on our government to take care of us.  Some commenters said that if China is that rich, then why do illegal Chinese come to the Philippines to establish those offshore gaming which is illegal in their own country? And there are those who are avid followers of the president branding Filipinos to be Anti-China or Anti-Chinese for simply being concerned with national health security in our country.  So much for this, perhaps you are all getting tired reading my rants.

I had a nice chat with a friend whom I haven’t seen for quite sometime. We touched on so many subjects and I told her she could come over for overnight stay during summer when there are no classes. She is a teacher in our province. What a lovely feeling getting in touch with old friends.

 

 

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Facebook calls them Memories, those somehow forgotten events that happened years ago but they remind you of it.

When I opened my Facebook account this morning and visited the app, I saw several photos of the last high school reunion I attended some nine years back.  Some of my classmates and batchmates visited me I think a couple of years ago but that was it. I am trying to avoid going out often because my immunity is low nowadays. Yes, I still wear face masks when I go out.

Taken almost 39 years after our high school graduation.

I do communicate with them almost every day thru Messenger, call them once in a while. They are the same old jolly people just like when we were in high school.  I guess high school days were the best years. Getting to know everyone, forming lasting friendship with some, embracing our individual journeys in life. Some of them post about their travels, some just like me talk and post pictures about our grandkids.  It’s quite nice to reminisce those days, the laughter, the difficult and challenging assignments we had to do in some of our high school subjects.

Back then, I hated Algebra but I loved Physics and English. History was a favorite because we were lucky enough to have good teachers.   Before we graduated, we had a high school presentation and the whole batch chose to imitate some programs on television but with some twists of course. It was more of the laughter in every episode of the presentation. Since I couldn’t act, I chose to join the production staff.  It was a lovely legacy to the junior batch. The succeeding batches had part 2  and part 3 of it. I remember the last issue of our high school paper, those lines  like “I bequeath……” describing something about yourself and bequeathing it to one of the junior students.

And high school ought to prepare us for another journey and difficulties. But we learn, how we learn in the process.

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Those words simply mean, “while there is life, there is hope”.

Saw this photo published by one of our news dailies here. A touching tale of something you would love to ponder on. Amidst the tragedy is a life growing.

Photo culled from Phil. Star.

Habang may buhay, may pag-asa.

 

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That’s Nissa and me taken on the hills of Caleruega in Nasugbu, Batangas ten years ago. It’s one of those road trips that we really loved. Nissa took hundreds of pictures of the place. Beyond are the Nasugbu mountains which hikers open go to to explore.

Seeing this today on my newsfeed reminds me of those happy days when we used to go on roadtrips and enjoyed those lovely times with the family. You’ll pass by Tagaytay and can even take a look at the scenic Taal on your way to this place.

Compared to what I see now where some towns of Batangas are buried deep in ash, where homes were sadly destroyed, where animals and pets were abandoned by their owners in their haste to flee, where there are large cracks in the highways going to those places, I just feel so sad and so inadequate to help. I keep them in my prayers though that this catastrophe would finally end.

Sometimes in life, we experience those life-threatening circumstances and events that we never thought would happen and we are mostly not prepared for it. We are quite happy staying in our own comfort zones, eating three meals a day, having a good night sleep, free to move around and do what we want. Life is short, we all know that. When things like the volcano eruption happens, one feels helpless. How could you go on when the things you took pains to have like your own place under the sun is suddenly destroyed and not habitable anymore? How would you feel if you see a deserted place all around you  and even those animals and plants you have nurtured for years are suddenly dead?

I read a report that the pineapple plantation in Tagaytay is destroyed. Initially P74.5M livestock  and crop damages were reported in Cavite and Batangas. They were covered in blankets of thick mud.  Coffee farms are included. A friend (they are a couple actually and both are chefs) tells her experience with the ashfall in their area the afternoon of January 12. They have a newly-opened restaurant in Tagaytay. They were both resting after a hectic morning of preparing menus in their restaurant when suddenly they heard a roar and they thought it was just thunderstorm, the sky blackened and ashes  began to fall.  Everything became gray. They are worried that the ashes that fell on their roof might actually destroy it. There is no water and no electricity. The painstaking days of putting up a restaurant a few months ago has come to naught. I remember that when we had typhoon Ondoy back in 2009, the couple and some of Nissa’s friends (they were all classmates  in college except Rhea’s husband) came to visit us and brought groceries  and things to cook right here.

I believe that  God is good though, He won’t give us something that we can’t carry. Our load might be heavy at this time but He is always there for us.

We need your prayers. Please include the Philippines  and all those affected by this disaster. THANK YOU so much.

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