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He repeatedly said during his homily, “for every success of a man, there is a mother behind”.  It was the essence of Fr. JP’s homily early this morning.  He gave  special blessings to all mothers who attended the mass today.

There was this boy who came home crying. At the gate, his mother asked what happened.  He said that he didn’t want to go to school anymore. His mother assured him that she’ll teach him at home. He was principally educated at home by his mom who was a teacher.  He became a world-famous figure. He was the most prolific inventor in American  history and amassed a record of more than 1,000 patents  in different fields. He is Thomas  Alba Edison.

For every success of a man, there is a mother behind. May I repeat that? For every success of a man, there is a loving mother behind.  She is the one who motivates a child to become someone, she patiently teaches values  and instill those good manners to her children. We seldom see a mom who is not that concerned with her growing up kids. Once you embrace motherhood, I think that’s a given.

Over the years, the celebration of Mother’s Day, just like Christmas has been commercialized. Fancy those department stores brandishing their wares to vulnerable shoppers  during Mother’s Day. Gifts are lovely but of course but it is not only during Mother’s Day that we should show our love for our mothers.  Every day, we have the opportunity to love them and think of them always. We are lucky if we still have our moms around. We are blessed if we could still talk to each other and share important events in our lives. No matter how commercialized the occasion has become, I think most mothers would still want to celebrate it and be recognized in their efforts to care, teach and love their children well.

Greet your moms, it’s their special day today.

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Sometimes I think I am sharing too much in cyberspace.

Probably you would say, “me too”.  This thing called blogging has taken up a lot of my time sometimes I wonder if other still read my posts.  Are we all too busy to blog, too lazy to comment, too indifferent to click like  or just enjoy reading posts from other bloggers?  We have those times when the screen in front of us remains a blank for so long while we are thinking of what to share and to blog about.  There are times when we all get too enthusiastic to write about the happenings in our lives. Are we sharing too much?

What do you think?

As I have said a long time ago, this blog started as a sort of catharsis for me when I was taken ill almost eight years ago. I needed an outlet to write my thoughts  and share my journey.  It helped me a lot during those sleepless nights and endless laboratory tests and doctor visits. It is a diary that was published online. I am glad of those friends who still follow me until today, fellow bloggers that I follow too and the new ones who recently found my blogs (yes I have five but not all of them are updated).  I am more inclined to see photos of different places  and people shared about by other bloggers.  I am not fond of selfies though. I’d rather post photos of my garden blooms or my family members.

I  take joy in reminiscing, going back to old times and places that made me laugh.  Life is sometimes full of angst that we   have to bear so I’ll choose to remember the happy times, those blessed days  that made me smile and remember things with fondness, the days that laughter and happiness reign in the heart.

So far for Dreams and Escapes, I’ve written 1,955 posts excluding this one.  I am growing old with this blog but I like how it is turning out.

My question remains, are we sharing too much?

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Gosh, it is the end of the month again and I’m like “where have all the days gone?” Time flies so fast and before we know it, another month is gone.

March  has been a little active socially , that is. We’ve attended a wedding,  Nate’s graduation and a dinner at Dampa Seaside. It is always a thrill to see relatives and friends who you haven’t gotten in touch with for quite a while.  It is always nice to bond with one’s family and enjoy some moments singing together in a karaoke bar belting your heart out for a favorite song.  It is always lovely to see other places aside from the four walls of the house. I am not complaining, it’s just that I seldom go out with friends nowadays.  It is always  church, market, grocery store, malls and a monthly visit to my internist.  It is more on being online to update my blog on  WordPress and to update my shout outs on Facebook.  It is most of the time holding a book in my hands or reading a story on my tab. I do enjoy those quiet moments though, they are quite precious to me.

I am thinking of buying a camera. My recent Canon Ixus is dying. The screen is dark at the edges and I haven’t taken any photo for the last six months or so. It is always Nissa who sends me those lovely shots in her expensive cellphone.  I miss taking shots of my garden blooms.  I also miss gardening but sometimes it is so hot even in the late afternoon with nary a breeze to cool it off. It’s undoubtedly summer now.

It is almost April.  Gone are those days when I used to blog about month endings and beginnings. It was a religious undertaking for quite a while. Blogging – sharing life and one’s thoughts in cyberspace. I’ve always enjoyed it, turning my thoughts into a few sentences  and writing a post.

There are these apps on other sites linked at Facebook where you are asked to take (just for fun). They tell you who is your best friend in life, what will happen to you in 2017, what you will look like twenty years from now (if you are still alive, that is).  Seems as though they know too much of your life based on the  things and profile you share on Facebook. I tried one once, about Grammar and I got this result. “You are a PhD”.   I laughed. Goodness, I haven’t even taken any graduate studies at that.  I finished BSC Economics though almost forty years ago.

When tomorrow comes, we still have lots of thing to share and talk about. We still have those lovely moments to experience, we still have those days to look forward to.

 

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A proverbial question we all wonder about sometimes.

I have a friend who once felt so down because of her health.  When we are at that instance that we feel so helpless with ourselves, we get depressed. And this is so true with having issues with our health. I would like to say, “I’ve been there, done that” but each of us face different challenges every day. Each of us see problems as a glass half-full or half-empty.  Our attitude towards everything makes a big difference.

Are you having a life or mere existing?

Our life unfolds right before our eyes. We can choose to be happy or enjoy those little things that to some people are just that, little things. Sometimes though, they make us happy or maybe we just don’t see the values of a moment. We don’t understand how it is to be happy in simple things. A child’s smiles and laughter would always make my day complete. Seeing the morning sun and feeling it right on my  face is  just lovely.  Watching a drizzle and catching it right on the leaves is an enjoyable thing to do. Playing with one’s pets for a few moments is happiness itself.

Learning to do something and making it a hobby is just as rewarding. Back in the 90’s while I was still at the bank, our former boss taught us cross-stitching. That started my joy in collecting different colors of skein thread and always looking forward to see another design to do. I was able to give some  cross-stitch frames as gifts to friends and the rest are still hanging in my bedroom. There was also a time when Nissa and I made cellphone holders too.  I am trying my hand now at coloring books but then my hands sometimes are not quite steady. Nissa gifted me with two thick adult coloring books a several  colored pens and pencils to start with.  It is a lovely experience to always learn new things, more so when you have just turned 60 and a senior citizen at that.

Being brave enough to try other things in one’s life speaks of the many, many times you felt hesitant to have a hair cut, You’ve been used too long with a wavy and somewhat long tresses that you are afraid to try new hairdo.  Yes, it’s one brave thing to do.

Saying yes to people and learning to say no too in the process. Are you always this kind of person who says yes all the time but doesn’t mean half of it? Or are you that someone who honestly can turn down something and learn to say no?  When you think it is not good for you or you are brave enough to try something new. It has always been a touch and go  for many of us. We always wonder about the “what if” in our lives.

I love this quote from Steve  Maraboli.

“When you are just EXISTING, life happens to you… and you manage; when you are truly LIVING, you happen to life… and you lead.”

Does life just happens to us or we happen to life? Big questions that sometimes we just ignore. Live life and be happy.

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Maybe when –

I couldn’t see you anymore

Nor touch your face with my  fingertips

I may learn somehow

to forget

the way it was before.

Maybe when –

I couldn’t call your name anymore

Nor  see the the sun shining on your face

I may perhaps learn

to forget

the way it used to be.

Maybe when  –

Things get rough somehow

and you turn a blind eye

to everything that was

maybe that will be the time

I have to let go.

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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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The day’s unfolding –

The sun’s rays take a bow

Streaming down your back.

The pressure of the day is real

You are as real as the sun’s face.

And you wait

As the day unfolds.

 

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