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The power of the written  word was what she revered, how thoughts on paper could change your perspective, and, on occasion, your life.

We could touch another soul through ink or in this case, through a few words that inspire. Above quote was lifted from the book by Kristine McMorris, Letters From Home.

Letters are always welcome, hand-written words are priceless treasures. I seldom receive snail mail now but when I do, I think of what inspiring gifts are written inside.

 

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And here I am, still so lazy to blog. Don’t get me wrong, I was up to my neck the past few days gardening  and supervising the workers who are concreting our sidewalks – front and the left side of our property line. I asked them to leave my Santan plants in front and my Bougainvillea at the corner. Good thing they left about a foot uncemented on the left side so I could plant small shrubs that won’t grow tall and obstruct the sidewalks.  It seems only a few days ago that Josef and I trimmed our carabao grass and yet I was surprised that the daily downpour made them grow by leaps and bounds. It’s amazing because they look so fresh and green but hard for my aching hands and back. I saved sacks of garden soil which the workers removed  from the sidewalks and will use it to repot some of my plants later. Had to do this before the rainy days set in.

One good thing though about being in hiatus (if you can call it that) is I am slowly catching up on my reading. I am on my second book on the three-series memoirs by Jennifer Worth. Book one was an engrossing read. I wish I could also watch the television series being shown on BBC.

Here is another lovely quote I would like to share with you all.

Life will throw a lot at you so you can count on learning something new every day. I have learned to open my heart and let life teach me whatever it has to offer. Every day is a gift wrapped in the lessons of tomorrow. – amy lynn steele, Teach Me

Have a blessed and happy June month.

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Allow me to borrow a book title for my blog post today. I have just finished reading this, a book about a family’s struggles while fleeing war-torn Afghanistan. I have just encountered Nadia Hashimi’s book, my first one of her actually but based on Goodread’s  short bio about her, she is a very gifted author. This book  was simple but so elegantly written that I can’t help but fill my small notebook with quotes that ring and vibrate throughout the story.

I never base  my reviews on book summaries but how it affected me while reading it. This is one of those books that is comparable with the works of  another Afghan author that I admire so much, Khaled Hosseini. Don’t ask me why but ever since I started reading I have always been fascinated by history and historical novels.  I think I am old soul. I am reminded of those times when I searched and bought almost all of Leon Uris’ published books and reread  Ayn Rand’s The Fountainhead.

One learns a lot when you read about other people and other countries’ cultures.  You learn how their lives are shaped by their beliefs and their love for their families. You learn that everywhere, there is something similar about the culture you grew up  in. Family represents a binding force always. And lest I forget, let me quote some of those words I’ve jotted down while reading this book.

  • – Love can grow even in place where there is hardly air to breathe.
  • There are truths and lies and there are things in between, murky waters where light gets bent and broken.
  • Love grows wildest in the gardens of hardship.
  • – Some things are clearer from a distance.
  • – It takes a lifetime to learn your parents. For children, parents are larger than life. They are strong arms that carry little ones, warm laps for sleepy heads, sources of food and wisdom. It’s as if parents were born on the same day as their children, having not existed a moment before. As children inch their way into adolescence, the parent changes. He is an authority, a source of answers, and a chastising voice. Depending on the day, he may be resented, emulated, questioned, or defied. Only as an adult can a child imagine his parent as a whole person, as a husband, a brother, or a son. Only then can a child see how his parent fits into the world beyond four walls.

There are more  wonderful quotes that I’d like to share with you but these will do for now. Next on my list is a book about Lou Gehrig’s disease. The last time I encountered ALS ( Amyotrophic lateral sclerosis) was when I read Tuesdays With Morrie several years ago. I hope I won’t cry as much as I did when I read Mitch Albom’s book. I remember giving copies to my two doctors when I had sigmoid surgery. It is a gift to know that you can be strong even if you are dying.

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Nate new 5

This is Nate enjoying another day at the mall.

 

I am cleaning my “thought box” transferring most of those writings to my journal. Then I found this wonderful  quote from Anna Quindlen in her book, Blessings.

“Life is made of moments, small pieces of silver amidst long stretches of tedium. It would be wonderful if they came to us unsummoned, but particularly in lives as busy as the ones most of us lead now, that won’t happen. We have to teach ourselves now to live, really live . . . to love the journey, not the destination.”

 

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Tanay

If you can find a path that has no obstacles, it probably doesn’t lead anywhere.

frank a. clark

 

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Meantime that I am busy with my 2016 reading challenge….

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Copied this from a friend’s timeline. There was a time when I devoured books by Og Mandino. His words still ring true until now.

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I have followed Pope Francis’ trip to the United States via  Vatican Radio and CNA (Catholic News Agency). I am grateful for his inspiring words. Yes, I am grateful too for the many blessings. Here’s a partial text  of Pope Francis’s address during Vespers at St. Patrick’s Cathedral in New York City, a beautiful message that truly inspires and touches the heart:

Joy springs from a grateful heart. Truly, we have received much, so many graces, so many blessings, and we rejoice in this. It will do us good to think back on our lives with the grace of remembrance.

Remembrance of when we were first called, remembrance of the road travelled, remembrance of graces received… and, above all, remembrance of our encounter with Jesus Christ so often along the way.

Remembrance of the amazement which our encounter with Jesus Christ awakens in our hearts. To seek the grace of remembrance so as to grow in the spirit of gratitude. Perhaps we need to ask ourselves: are we good at counting our blessings?

 

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