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Ah, I should have done this a long time ago. I did of course but it was an entry post at the very start of this blog. I just transferred  it at the upper right corner under Pages entitled Dreams and Escapes.  Most bloggers have introductory pages on their blogs.

Back when I was starting how to set this up I was also learning how to customize it.  It was hard at first, a touch and go  process so to speak until I finally learned how to install those side widgets and update them. It was fun.  Now if I could have another easy theme to customize, maybe I’ll change my theme too but most lovely themes at WordPress nowadays  cost a lot. For now, I’ll stick to the Misty Look,  clean and clear lines which I prefer than colored backgrounds.  According to WordPress this is the first theme  that accommodated Custom Image Header. the header changes as you read several posts on the blog.  Since I don’t have those precise sizes of photos to upload, I guess I only had about ten or more photos as header images.

Once in a while, it is nice to navigate all these updates on one’s blog. It is nice to learn a bit more of what WordPress  has to offer. Do visit my page if you have time. It’s a work in progress just like this blog.

 

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I had a good short chat with my doctor today.  I told him I am a survivor. He asked how long ago it was. He told me to forget about it. I have survived more than five years. What is important is that I am well now. Yes, I said. Health is wealth. He advised me to avoid stress as much as possible because it is the number one cause of illness. I do agree. It’s a good thing my blood pressure is now normal and my blood sugar has been consistently normal for the past four months since my first visit the last week of  January. I have to keep on the maintenance though, it’s for life.  He said to always be happy and look on the brighter things. Everyone of us has problems to overcome.

I suddenly remember one of our favorite topics before on our page at Facebook. Which is more important, the journey or the destination?  The journey would always be difficult somehow but then there is a certain kind of joy when we reach our destination. Maybe our attitude towards reaching our dreams counts a lot.The road maybe sometimes rough and treacherous but we carry on. We want to take a glimpse of what lies ahead.

Can’t believe it. My son is turning thirty-three tomorrow.  Seems like only yesterday when we would walk together to the next street in our subdivision, he, to go to school and I, to wait for my FX service in going to work.  We had adopted this ritual of listening to a fifteen minute Bible reading and reflections in one of the FM stations on radio by a Dominican priest.  It was aptly called The Sounds of the Soul. Along the way, we would discuss what we heard and learned. Those were the days that I miss.  The program is gone now replaced by morning news. Until now, my son and I still go together to attend mass on Sundays. Sometimes,  he attends one in the morning with me and one in the evening with his girlfriend.  He never forgets our Sunday obligation.  Looking forward to a simple birthday celebration. He’ll be on vacation leave for a few days.

I am into memoirs now, a two-series books by Susan Cutsforth, a journey of taking risks, living an extraordinary life in a town somewhere in France. I can’t help but compare the writings with that of Peter Mayle’s trilogy, memoirs about his stay in Provence. I love the latter’s works. He is a British author

How was your weekend?

 

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Whoa! It’s been a busy week.

I went back to my internist last Wednesday and he requested that I undergo blood tests again, the usual CBC, FBS and  2PPRS. Had my laboratory tests yesterday and tomorrow I will go back to him to show the test results.  My blood sugar level has been normal since my last lab test four months ago but my doctor  wants to make sure that it stays normal.  Ah, all those medications  I have to take every day. Sometimes, although I feel okay I have that inner fear of the results of my laboratory tests.  It’s been that way since I got sick (big time) a few years. ago. Maybe, being a survivor makes you a little  afraid when it comes to your health. Oh well, growing old  makes you think of your own mortality. I guess it is a normal feeling, the insecurity of not being 100% fit.

I’ve set aside reading and blogging for a few days but I read the posts of those  blogger friends I follow. It is such a thrill to find new bloggers and excellent writers too.  I reduced my followed sites to a manageable 174  although not all of them are that much active in the blogging world.  I’ve been listening to instrumental music on YouTube though,  a very relaxing way to spend  the days. and pass the time away.  I am forty books advanced in my reading challenge at Goodreads. I would love to read and reread those classics that I found a few years ago, maybe compare them with some books of  new authors and different genre.  It’s fun to discover new ideas and thoughts via books.

Have a blessed weekend ahead guys.

 

 

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I lost my muse.  No creative excitement whatsoever. Or maybe I was just too lazy to blog. It’s exactly a week since my last entry here.  Come to think of it, I haven’t visited  WordPress the past days. There are times when blogging takes a back seat and reading takes precedence.   Got so engrossed finding new books and new authors lately.

I noticed new followers to my site. thank you so much. For a while I haven’t ventured reading other blog posts yet. Maybe one of these days, when I get around to visiting your sites, I will follow you too. It is so nice to have new friends in cyberspace. New  perspective, new thoughts to read, new blogs to discover.  Having all of 1,997 posts seems to be too much. I’ve covered  many subjects for the past eight years but  I have forgotten some posts I had earlier.  One of these days, I’ll go back and re-read them.

The rains have set in. We have thunderstorms almost every afternoon. Sometimes, it drizzles, at other days, it rains good enough for me not to water the plants for two days. I need to trim the grass again. Whoa, the agony of maintaining a small garden but the rewards of having new blooms and greens all around.  I’ve finally planted the Celosia seeds and Zinnias. some have sprouted lately. Can’t wait to see them flower.  My pink, white and purple Ruellia are in bloom. Fancy seeing those white and pink flowers after having just purple blooms for a long time.

Went back to my internist yesterday only to learn that he does not hold  clinic on Mondays. I just assumed he is always there every day except weekends. Gosh, I have to go back again probably in two weeks. Quite lazy to beat the morning heat. The sun is up as early as 6am now.  The days are really longer during the summer months.

How have you  been? I hope  everything is running smoothly in your world.

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I am in the middle of reading a book,  my second book of  Amanda Prowse called Will You Remember Me? This is actually my 94th book which I committed to read on my 2017 Goodreads Reading challenge. I didn’t purposely choose this but I could totally relate to the subject because it’s one topic that was so close to me a few years ago.

How do you say goodbye to your beloved family? How do you say goodbye to your close friends? How do you say goodbye to everyone?  This is about having that much-dreaded cancer.  When your days are numbered, how will you react?

I could totally relate to the story because almost eight years ago, I was in the same predicament.  The journey of knowing that you were not that well, the journey of accepting the truth that you have to undergo treatments to get well. I was in a quandary before if I must have that chemotherapy or not. Imagine being afraid that you were not 100% fit and your life may never be the same after the chemo but then you have to decide right there and then before everything is too late.  I am in remission now, thank  God. At times,  I am afraid when my immunity goes low and I have that cold which take a long time to heal. I haven’t totally  recaptured total wellness since I got sick. There are always times when  I feel weak and lethargic. I never let it defeat me though, I am claiming that those day are gone now.

There is no use crying over spilled  milk so people always say but the memory lingers. You remember those days when you can’t almost get up for a day or two after every session of chemotherapy. You remember those days when you can’t even hold a spoon properly because your hands ache  in the process. You remember those days when your arms don’t feel anything and they’re like heavy stones attached to your shoulder.

Being healthy is the best gift one could ever have but as we grow older we feel those aches and pains that go with old age.  Just enjoy these moments, moments of togetherness and bonding, joyful moments to remember. Deep in one’s heart, one could be happy  despite and in spite of.

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♫♪♫Sunday, sweet Sunday, with nothing to do,
Lazy and lovely, my one day with you…♪♫♪

It’s Sunday again. Time and the days really seem to fly. As usual, we went to  attend mass early at around 6am. It is always nice to wake up with the dawn and listen to the silence once a while.  I am having a LSS, humming those tunes all in my head.   I wonder why.

Have you ever kept a journal? I’ve been into keeping a journal   since my college days. I still have several blank journals that I’ve kept through the years. The first one I had is now tattered with the spine almost loose from the pages.  Nissa and some of my close friends know my penchant for keeping one so they give me those pretty  notebooks and colorful journals. Let me see, I think I still have more than a dozen unfilled ones  from small notebooks to really thick pages. Sometimes, they are just too lovely to write doodles on.  Lately though, I got hooked more on reading than writing but now and then I open my thick journal to update it.  The journal entries are a smorgasbord of quotes, dreams, wishes, recipes and what have you.  They’re more like unrestrained thoughts most of the time, nothing really that serious but sometimes they border  on  how life is all about, a cathartic release  about angst in life.

my journal entry, page….?

For the past several days, I’ve been blogging about one subject dear to me – blogging.  Have you ever thought that blogging is a free-form  diary of some sort, only it is made available in cyberspace?  We share ourselves through a blog  but we gain friends in the process. A journal is more private. It is bringing your thoughts in the open but most entries are for your eyes alone.

How’s your Sunday?

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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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