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Happy Valentine’s Day Mom!


via Happy Valentine’s Day Mom!

Which Is Which?


And do you write Happy Heart’s Day or Happy Hearts’ Day?

Happy Birthday Oreo


Oreo at two….

Getting ready for another outing on the beach, we tried his new doggie goggles yesterday. Aba sosyal siya, he has a floater too….but he is a good swimmer.

HAPPY 2nd BIRTHDAY OREO. You’ve been with us for almost two years now. In dog years,  you’re getting old. I wonder how old you are exactly now, because in dog years it depends on the breed. Some say one  human year is equivalent to seven  dog years. So you are still teenager….haha 🙂

From My “Memories” Page


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”.

Write It Down


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.

 

Just Wondering


I wonder, are they telling us the true numbers affected by this 2019-nCoV? How many actually died in Wuhan? I recently saw several videos  and they look so scary. Everyday, there is a reported rise in the number of those affected (worldwide)  and the number of deaths grow too.


I posted this reflection back in February 6, 2011. Those were the times when “like” was not yet a feature of the WordPress app. Now you can convert it to emoticons and you can also use other emojis provided by the  WordPress editor. There are no limits 🙂

These are the same gospel  readings today.  And here’s a short reflection that I made back then.

Salt and light are the metaphors used by Jesus in today’s Gospel.   I love how the two words are intertwined – the earth is dark because of our sins and our lives  seem bland because there is no salt in it.  We are included in the mission that Jesus gives us, to proclaim and to announce His Kingship everywhere and to invite people to enter into His Kingdom.  Being a Christian is not just through words, we must make good use of ourselves, our talents, we give taste to whatever we do in life. Christian life is how you relate to people.  Only when we follow Christ’s teaching and examples that we will see the light at the end of the tunnel.

Going back to this morning’s mass, I sat in a pew different from the one I usually sit on. And during the homily, I noticed these carvings  like: “CALL ME at this number_______ and something  like : I need a GF with another cell phone number _____. I smiled and thought, maybe, those who have written these words badly need friends. But why would they destroy  the pristine  varnish/coat of the pew to get noticed? I  remember those days when I was still in college, students would leave chain letters near the church fonts or at those seats in the library where I used to work.  I never believed in chain mails/letters even if they contain some religious one that you have to pray for to obtain favors. Faith and worship are not conditional. Either you believe or you don’t.

I bought a few groceries at SaveMore on my way home from church. There is a glaring absence of morning shoppers unlike when  the 2019nCoV was still unheard of.  Maybe like me, they are wary too. Everyday,  we get  updated of deaths and  individuals showing signs of the virus.  You’ve got to have these at home – alcohol (bought a few bottles), rolls of tissue paper and  hand sanitizer. Good thing there is no panic buying here except for finding unavailable face masks for the people’s daily use.  As I have said before in my previous blogs, I often wear face masks (either washable cloths or the disposable ones) when I go out. That started when I got sick more than ten yeas ago. Chemotherapy affects the immune system. It weakens it. And I am afraid of the pollution brought about  by vehicles and motorcycles on the road.

Have a blessed Sunday all.