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Back in 2011 when I joined WordPress’ Post a Day Challenge, they have these several topics which you can use and explore. One such was, “What’s The Title Of Your Blog And Why You Chose It?” May I just quote one of my entries back then? This was nine years ago when most of you haven’t found my blog yet.

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Long before I started blogging regularly, I was into keeping journals,  and that was way back in college. Those were the times that I was a little too emotional and  a little insecure so  writing my thoughts was easier than reading a book. I got through college life meeting new friends some of whom had the same idea of keeping one’s self sane – writing. I have the following introductory blog here at WordPress, the very first one I wrote when I began my journey here more than two years ago.

The first time I ever laid my hands on pen and paper, I thought of becoming a writer someday. I was a dreamer – a helpless one. I guess it’s always like that, when one is young, you gaze at the world with childlike wonder, as if you could take it at a mere scoop of the hand. The world was bright, shining with a star-like quality that easily dazzles the eye. I found out later that it was like an icing on a cake, beautiful to look at but you’ll never really know what is inside unless you take a bite…

It comes when one feels quite nostalgic about things, it comes when you think that you just had to stop living in the present (or is it mere existing?) And go back instead…go back to childhood dreams? Maybe! After all, the past still holds some kind of magic, ‘though it’s nothing more now than an obscured vision.

Really, if I have to hold my pen again, I wouldn’t think of writing about love, not anymore. those lofty ideals must somehow be replaced by ongoing reality. The dreamer must somehow face the truth that not all dreams come true. And the writer? I guess, I have to try again, there is still that in-depth feeling to be recognized, anyhow, in any way. And if I have to choose my subject, I’ll write about you instead.

And I remember writing this quote in one of my dilapidated journals, the cover of which is now almost off the pages. It is a quote from Louisa May Alcott.

We all have our own life to pursue, our own kind of dream to be weaving. And we all have some power to make wishes come true, as long as we keep believing.

Life starts with  a beautiful dream. Life starts in somehow believing that one day you’ll get what you wished and prayed for. Life starts with something you believe you can do and dream about.  My entries here are  mostly about my journey as a cancer patient, a cancer survivor, a mother, a wife, a friend, and about the books I read, places I want to visit and have visited, people I want to meet someday and mostly about the daily grind of simple living. Dreams and Escapes is about having enough faith to go on, the will to live no matter how difficult life may seem sometimes and grateful appreciations of all the things one holds dear. It is about the belief that I could share a little of my journey through writing and writing is an escape for me. When things get a little too hard to bear, I put them  into perspective by sharing them here.

Dreams and Escapes, why not?

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Aren’t I lucky? I found a sequel to the book The Bark Cutters by Nicole Alexander called A Changing Land. It is as engrossing as the first book. How I wish I could find more of her books in the future.

You know one good thing that I appreciate being on quarantine for more than two months now? I am able to attend daily live streaming of masses online. We need to have a stronger  faith in these times of uncertainties. We never know when everything goes back to normal again. We ask for the grace of strength and fidelity to you Lord.  We ask for endurance in our daily battle with this pandemic.

I spent an hour in the garden very early this morning. The silence was unhampered by  cars and motor vehicles passing by.  How lovely it is to commune with nature when silence is all around. You are alone with your thoughts and sometimes, they are rich with things that you want to do, things you want to write about and things you dream of still becoming. Your thoughts wander beyond and you think of the times walking every morning  behind the house, a  vacant space  which is now full of houses.  Silence awakens that sleeping creative side of you. And you wish everything is back to normal. But what is normal nowadays?

There is one thing positive though that the days brought us, pollution has lessened. Family bonding is an everyday affair although sometimes you get to talk only via Viber or Messenger.  it is better than nothing though. Technology certainly has its advantage in these trying times.

Be safe, Be well. Be happy 🙂

 

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It’s that time of year again when moms all over the world greet each other  Happy Mother’s Day.

I started blogging about Mother’s Day celebrations back in 2010. We usually go out for lunch in different places every year, exploring new eateries in the metro.

To think, this is the first time that Nissa and I won’t see each other on Mother’s Day. And I am wondering when it will be. She sent me this message a while ago accompanied by a lovely photo.

Happy Mother’s Day to my Mama Arlene. You truly are irreplaceable because you have not only been good but a GREAT mom to us. We owe you everything! I love you and miss you so much!

Happy Mother’s Day din sa lahat ng mga naging nanay sa buhay ko, to all my friends who are also Moms and to their wonderful moms as well. Mabuhay tayong lahat! 

I commented back:

HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY too anak. You’re the kind of daughter I’ve always dreamed of – thoughtful, loving, smart and kind. The best daughter in this side of the universe. Warm regards to everyone there at pakibati mo rin ako kay balae. Kisses to Nate. May GOD BLESS us all💐🎈🙏

Yesterday, the early morning started with a Marian procession in our village. May is Mama Mary’s month so all Saturdays of the month, there will be early morning processions.

There were only  a few of them who took charge of the procession passing by every street in our subdivision praying the rosary and alternating it with the song Heal Our Land  sang by our talented local artist Jamie Rivera. It was so touching.

Yesterday I also ordered two kilos of mangoes, Jovy placed an order of two pizza boxes using Lala Move. I made pickles out of the green mango and the ripe ones are for dessert.  Imagine my surprise when I received my order of two boxes of siomai  and the guy greeted me “God bless po”.  I smiled and greeted him the same. When complete strangers greet you that way, you can’t help but be touched. I use those greetings for my friends and family members when they are online and when I am at church,  we usually greet each other “Peace be with you”during the peace offering.

Happy Mother’s Day to all my fellow mothers out there. Special mention to the three ladies who always visit  and make comments on my blog – Elizabeth, Anne and Wilma.

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Staying home for more than two months now. I don’t know, since the enhanced community quarantine, I’ve been reluctant to go out even just at the nearby talipapa  two streets away from our house inside our subdivision.  It is where we buy our food, necessities in the kitchen like pork, chicken  and other veggies. I learned to transact online the last two or three weeks and they deliver them here right at the gate.  Eggs are sold by trays (30 pieces). Many homeowners have become small entrepreneurs providing necessities to homeowners who don’t want or cannot go out because of the lockdown.  You can order cooked food for lunch or dinner along with different kind of snacks on the go. Most of them deliver for free but when you order from a different place aside from our town via Grab Food, delivery fees are included in your bill. But that is just to be expected since they spend time outside risking their health to go grocery shopping for you or to buy cooked food from open establishments that only provide take-out, no eating inside their places.  Just have enough cash at home to meet your needs.

I miss going to the church and attending Sunday masses.  Although masses in different churches are held almost every hour online via live streaming, you cannot go to communion and I miss that. There is a talk that they will extend this lockdown for another two weeks, I am all for it but barangay and local town mayors should also be strict in its implementation. So many people are still on the streets. So many people still go out every day.

It’s getting harder to imagine when we start to begin life “normally”  again. Until they find vaccines for this virus, we are left thinking how many days more we have to get through  this “new normal” aspect of our lives.  I want to share with you this photo I took nine years ago when we celebrated Mother’s Day.  It’s of Nissa and Josef, now we have Nate.

Keep safe friends! Be mindful of your health 🙂

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In my last post here two days ago, I told you that I am now focused on Christmas stories, those inspiring ones that bring about the beauty of celebrating Christmas. I’m  done with a story about  Alaska, spending Christmas in the wilderness and witnessing the northern lights.  I’ve always love novels that have Alaska as their setting.

This afternoon, I was looking for some movies to watch when I saw this free movies app on my phone. I watched two actually, The Unborn and  Love Alaska. What a lovely coincidence finding a still new TV movie (2019) featuring such a lovely place.  I am overjoyed.

What’s happening to the Philippines? Today is the last day of the approved franchise of the largest broadcasting network, ABS CBN  but  the National Telecom didn’t approve their renewal. What would happen to the more than 11,000 employees of the network? It has become a victim of this government’s whims.  They’d rather have the millions of viewers feel ignorant on what is happening around.  To think this is the time that we badly need those up-to-date reports brought by the network. This government is abnormal and it is obvious that the reason is political.

Hay naku! When will they stop harassing people? This is what I read from an irate netizen:  POGOS are allowed to operate even with unpaid 50 billion taxes. They stopped ABS CBN from operating with fully paid taxes. This is clearly anti-Filipino, anti-democracy,anti-freedom of speech.

If you must know those POGOs are illegal gambling operations run by the Chinese nationals and are protected by the government. The latter serves china more than it does the Filipino people.

POGOS allowed to operate with 50 billion taxes unpaid. ABS-CBN stopped from operating, with all taxes paid. This is anti-Filipino, anti-democracy, anti-freedom of speech.ech.id. ABS-CBN stopped from operating, with all taxes paid. This is anti-Filipino, anti-democracy, anti-freedom of speech.

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These photos made me laugh and smile and remember those long-ago summer days of my childhood. I’ve often blogged about those times we spent in the province more than half a century ago. We only migrated for good to Manila when we were all in high school because dad’s job was here.

I asked permission from one of our members at our gardening page on Facebook to copy some of her photos that reminds me of how I spent those days long, long ago. Provincial life – simple and carefree. These were during those times when internet and gadgets like cell phones, Ipads, color television were not yet in the picture and all  we had was a simple transistor radio to get in touch with the world.

I used to do this too, fishing during the summer months and the early part of the rainy season. The only difference was that I used to tag along with Mom and my some of my aunts to fish in the river. We would dig earthworm and place them in empty cans with holes at the bottom, use them as baits to catch fish. Those were the days when you learned that observing silence was one activity that you enjoyed.  You must learn to hold your fishing rod and feel the pull of the line once you catch something deep in the river. I remember those woven containers with cover tied to our waist where we place catch for the day. Mom and my aunties would bring either rice cakes  or boiled sweet potatoes for our snack along with a bottle of water, raincoats in case it rains and extra shirt or two when we get drenched.

Would you believe that during the summer months, we did this too? Gathering firewood, those dry branches that we used for cooking.  We usually bring rope to tie those we have  gathered in vacant lots in our barangay. I normally would go with my cousins in the afternoon to gather firewood.

We did this too, my brothers,  cousins and I, using coconut palms as sort of rides  when we played. The only difference was we didn’t need someone to pull the dried palm since the place where we played was downhill. You can pull yourself down and what a joy it was. We usually come home with dirty shorts.

Here’s another one that makes me smile remembering. We called it luksong tinik. Once you hurdle that height, they make it higher by raising their hands upwards. The players are divided into two equal teams. Two players are chosen as mothers of the teams. The rest of the players are children. The mothers are supposed to be high jumpers, for the object of the game is for players to able to jump the height of the hands placed one on top of the other without touching them.

By the way, I updated my garden blog, you can see it here.

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I’ve missed so many comments which didn’t show on my tab the past days. That’s one of the things I don’t like about using my tab to check my posts. Unless I open my computer to check everything, I miss a lot. I told you, life has become lazy days too.

April is almost gone. Tomorrow we’ll start another month.

One thing that I am always reminded of every time the month of May sets in is the song by The Bee Gees, First of May. And I silently sing it in my head. Aside from December, May is one of my favorite months – the month of flowers and the month of Mama Mary.

♫♫♪when I was small, and Christmas trees were tall♫♪

April seemed to take a little too long, what with this pandemic, lockdown and all.  Sometimes all you think is what to have and what to cook in your next meal. There are lots of idle times and you have lots to do but you can’t start.  It’s like the days pass by and you just go with the flow. You think, when will this ends? When will we have normal lives again? When will this stop? And you feel helpless, do a lot of prayers and cling to your faith.

I talk to Nissa every day now asking how they are coping. Yesterday, her brother-in-law brought home the remains of their Papa in a sealed urn. It is supposed to stay in a columbarium but the lockdown hinders one to move normally. They take their temperature every day even if they know he didn’t die of Covid.  It’s been more than three weeks now since he got sick and died a week ago. His doctor siblings said it was bacterial and his kidneys were not functioning well. Such is life, surprises (even not good ones) are lurking nearby.

For the last three mornings, I woke up early to tend the garden. I am finally done trimming the carabao grass. The garden hose is new, we had to call the plumber who did the installation of the aircon three days ago to fix it.  My Pandakaki plants and Tagaytay cherry plants need pruning too. That has to wait until this afternoon when it is not too hot. Gardening is really a great way of  de-stressing, a therapeutic activity that does not need too much  expertise but just the love of the soil and all its environs.  It’s more of  experiments really because they say that there are no gardening mistakes, everything that you plant becomes a part of the garden.

I planted some squash seeds at the back garden and they have sprouted. What a joy to see new shoots.

Let’s just hope the month of May will flatten the curve worldwide.

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