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Heard Nate say these words while he was hugging his Dad, ” I love you Daddy, you are the best”. 

Kids have the best way of showing what love is, without artifice, without reservation.  What you see is what you get.  Every time they visit, he would say, “I want to stay here Nonna”  and I would tell him, “okay, tell your mom and dad that you want to stay here”.   Then he would say, “with Mommy and Daddy”.   How I wish that they could but he does not have a  minder and he will be in playschool come June. He took ten days of summer class last month.

Nissa posted several photos taken the other week  at the mall where they learn different roles and play with other kids. I love those lovely photos  where he was dressed as a chef,  a wait staff in a food chain and a doctor.  I asked him if he really wants to be a doctor and without batting an eyelash he said “yes”.  It probably would change in a month or two but for now, he wants to be Dr. Isidro.

Nate new 15

 

Nate new 16

I took a series of shots last Saturday while he was taking down his books from the shelf.  It was a  reading session with Nonna but that would be an update on my separate blog about him.

“I love you Nonna”, he said while he opened the car window before they went home.  Music to my ears.

 

 

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Yeay, I have long neglected this blog, same with visiting the posts of those bloggers I follow here.  Eight blog posts for the month of April, make it nine including this one.  Though I haven’t been active here this month and even set aside my reading challenge, April is a good month. I’ve been actively campaigning the last few days  on Facebook. It’s my only way of helping Roxas and Robredo team win without taxing my health.  I have just posted  and shared this at The Silent Majority page and I was surprised of the more than 200 likes an hour after I posted it and tremendous response praying for me and my health.  I felt I really have an online family in their midst.  I was teary-eyed to see and read their comments. Allow me to share it with you too (it’s my last political blog  post maybe until election day which is  nine days from now).  The future of the Philippines is in our hands now.

I have long wanted to go out and campaign for RORO but since I have low immunity (I am a cancer survivor), I try to avoid crowds. This is actually my first time to be actively campaigning for a vice-presidential and a presidential candidate online. I posted some political blogs on my WordPress site since the first political debate was held. This morning, my daughter and her family came over to join us for lunch and they brought with them campaign materials for RORO. Yehey, I finally have my baller. We touched on politics (what else) and we are happy that all of us will be voting for Mar and Leni. I am concerned about the future of my four-year old grandson and the future of my kids and we just can’t ignore what is happening right now in our country. From the start, I have decided to vote for RORO. They are the epitome of good governance and I am sure they have nothing but a sincere desire to truly serve and help in making the Philippines something we could all be proud of.

A happy retired BPI unibanker here. I am proud to have worked in an institution with 165 years of banking leadership.

I am happy to see that I have finally reached more than 401,735 hits as of this writing. This is when blogging gives that kind of happiness  and sense of fulfillment.

April is about to end.  I am very optimistic that the rule of law and the choice of the majority will win.  Come what May (pun intended) I look forward to celebrating with the Filipino people when we finally cast our votes on May  09.  Maybe after  May 09, I could happily go back to reading again and enjoy reading blog entries here and hopefully add more posts.

I always smile every time I hear the song First of  May. It brings back memories. Happy first of May everyone.

 

 

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I’ve been awake since 2:30am.

I wanted to catch a few more winks but I can’t bring myself back  to sleep  so I  am  drinking a hot cup of coffee while in front of my PC.  When your thoughts wander and your mind is full of things, sometimes negative ones too, you want to shout out and say,  “Where is this world coming to? Stop the madness please and let’s unite for a common cause”.

My last two blogs were all about observations  on  what is happening around. I know, politics is really dirty. I learned that from my father since I was old enough to vote and we would all go home to the province to support a local candidate. That has changed over the years of course.  My father taught me to scrutinize the platform of each candidate we considered voting.  He would show me some clips from the national dailies and keep tabs on radio  and TV reports. I was in high school when martial law was declared under the Marcos regime.  I watched how frustrated  people were to fight something which curtailed their freedom so now we always say, “never again”.  The martial law years were dark  years  in history,  the lessons learned were lost along the way.  Sadly, our millennials  today,  the what we call Net Generation and Generation Y don’t even know how to react when we mention martial law because the martial law years or what we call the Marcos era were treated in their history books as one paragraph. The significance of how it ended  during the People Power Revolution  back in 1986 is lost to them. Another  Marcos (the son) is vying for the vice-presidential position   and based on surveys he is on the top slot.  I don’t believe in surveys by the way, they are paid ads meant to condition the minds of those who haven’t chosen who to vote for.  The real survey is on May 09, 2016.

As I’ve mentioned in my previous blogs, the divisiveness of the Filipino people is there glaring at us. Perhaps you’ve heard  of Rodrigo Duterte too, a presidential aspirant from Davao. I don’t really know how to describe him but  lately he caught international news because of that rape issue that happened several years ago and lately  in one interview he said, the mayor should have been first (to rape the victim) because she was so beautiful. Gosh, everything that comes out of his mouth is foul. The victim was an Australian. He was the mayor back then when it happened.   He earned the ire of Filipino women except  those who still believe that he could effectively run the government. True, our people need change but it is anathema to me to vote for a man who does not respect women, who kills people at a whim, who curses every time he opens his mouth and even cursed the pope in one of his previous interviews.  There was this other video where he said he would make Leni Robredo as his assistant president if he wins adding that  Leni is really beautiful at the same time showing his tongue like a   dog. This guy is a narcissistic idiot.

I care for the future of my kids, more for the future of my grandson that is why in my own little way, I am campaigning for Leni Robredo and Mar Roxas. I am sad for what is happening now.  I care for my country and its people. May I ask you a favor? Could you spare a thought or a simple prayer for the Philippines? Thank you.

I digress.

I’ve finally reached  the 400,000 plus hits yesterday, another milestone in  my blogging journey and for this  I thank you, my dear readers, followers and online friends for the support. I wouldn’t  have lasted in the blogging world this long if not for you.Here’s a toast to finding more blogger friends and appreciating what you share.

And yes, it is my mom’s 87th birthday today. Happy birthday mom.  I am so glad that you are with us to celebrate it.

 

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I woke up early this morning with a hoarse voice, a frog croaking sound that is so unpleasant to listen to.  After breakfast, there went  the gargantuan headache that lasted until late this afternoon.  It must be the weather prevailing this summer. Or maybe, it was the exhaustion of tending the garden for almost three straight hours yesterday.  I was able to trim the grass though. I attempted to trim our Fukien tea plants and  dwarf Pandakaki into perfect round shapes. At least they’re not as dense as they were before. My goodness, it’s hot, hot, hot in Metro Manila.

Just got hold of a book  called  The Measure Of My Days by playwright and Jungian analyst  Florida Scott-Maxwell. To quote the book’s brief summary,  it “explores the unique predicament of one’s later years: when one feels both cut off from the past and out of step with the present; when the body rebels at activity but the mind becomes more passionate than ever.”  She wrote it when she was eighty. I haven’t finished the book yet, so far it’s a joy to know than even if you reach that age,  you can  still do something like writing a book.  I’m thinking, could I still write or blog when I reach the ripe old age of seventy?

I have blogged about growing old gracefully. And do you know the subtle difference between growing old and aging? Aging is when you add years to your life but growing old makes you wiser through the years (just my thoughts actually).  Five years ago, a friend who came home from Rome gifted me with a copy of Nora Ephron’s I Feel Bad About My Neck and I had a good laugh reading it. I even blogged about it  here.  Some people I know are afraid to grow old but it’s something inevitable just like seeing white hairs on your head  creeping one by one.  Sometimes  one’s immunity goes haywire and you feel the aches and pains.  There’s an adage that says health is wealth.  May we still be healthy in our old age.

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“Everyone needs an emotional foxhole. A place to hide when life’s storms hit” – richard paul evans

When the ocean  meets the sky

I took this shot several years ago  on one of our road trips.  The calmness of the sea always brings peace to my soul.  I wish I could be here once more. It must be nice to wake up early and retrace your steps on once familiar places.  It must be nice to sink your feet  in the rich sand and feel the gentle waves  lapping at your toes.   It must be nice just to be here  alone.

 

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Hello everyone!

I’ve finally been able to update my gardening blog, the most neglected one among the five blogs I maintain at WordPress.  Spent the early morning gardening and taking some photos of my garden blooms. Josef bought a new grass cutter yesterday so I was able to trim our Green Dust and Fukien Tea plants. The round shapes are not perfect but  at least they look lovely now without the extra branches and leaves scattered all over.

I am looking forward to another Senate hearing today on the $81M bank  heist which according to recent news may be the biggest in Asia yet.  How it found its way to RCBC, a local bank here in the Philippines and how it ended up in some fictitious accounts is the gist of the investigation.  Maybe you’ve heard about this big, big news in the banking world.

There is one program on TV that I watch regularly now (since the start of the year, that is).  I am not much of a TV addict  but I watch news from time to time and catch a little of early morning programs.  Tawag ng Tanghalan though caught my eye one afternoon while I was ironing.  I remember this program was in existence when I was growing up, back then, my mom used to listen to it on radio. They have revived it a few months ago. I am simply overwhelmed by the talent in singing displayed by contestants from all parts of the Philippines. The country is truly a gem of a place where you can find good musicians, composers and great singers.  Even a five-year old can belt out a nice Tagalog song and dance to the tune of the latest songs. I’m impressed. The television program is now in the process of choosing  the first-quarter finalist from among the top five semi-finalists  and they are all good. I marvel at the way they could touch the high notes in both English and Tagalog songs.  I almost missed it yesterday. I laugh  at myself sometimes when I imitate the way they sing after the show. (Don’t worry, nobody hears it except me…hehe).  It’s the last song syndrome if I may say.  Sometimes, it stays with me even when I am gardening or feeding the dogs.

I hope your day is a wonderful one. May I also invite you to visit my gardening blog? You can just click the link on this post.

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A Simple Gift


Sometimes I think, the word “simple” is so overused here on my blog.  I smile at the thought that here is another blog post with that word.

Last night, Josef came home and gifted me with a silver-plated rosary bracelet. What a lovely surprise. He bought it at our Parish and have it blessed before going home. I make rosaries and give them as gifts to friends and family members but I love receiving  them too as gifts from  friends.  A few years ago, an  online friend from Netherlands sent me a rosary from Siena when they visited the place, her sister came over to visit me and gave me a prayer pamphlet together with the rosary.  When Fr. Lovell graduated from Theology nine years ago, he gave me a blessed rosary from the Vatican. Some friends from our Catholic page who are based in Rome sent me rosaries and key rings. I love those two which were made of roses.  Every time I see a rose bloom and smell the delicate scent, I am always reminded of Mama Mary and my rose rosaries.  When I can’t sleep at night, I clutch my rosary and pray, sometimes never finishing a decade  but the tremendous comfort it brings is priceless.

Josef took pictures of the lovely “carrozas”  for the images of saints during the Good Friday procession. They passed by the house around 7pm  and the Pietà  and the image of  Mama Mary  came last.

It’s 3:50am as  I write this.  It’s Black Saturday and  I look forward to the Easter celebration tomorrow.  Happy Easter to all.

 

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