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Hello guys. Good morning.

Yesterday, I received a congratulatory message from WordPress. Thirteen years ago, I opened an account here upon the recommendation of a friend from Multiply.

I tried creating one of course but all I posted was a pathetic single poem from my journal. It took me more than a year to come back and learned how to customize it. I chose a free theme and I am still using one until now. It would take maybe a year or two more to utilize it fully.

I started actually posting and transferring some posts from Friendster and Multiply back in May 2009, a few days after I learned that I had to undergo the inevitable sigmoidoscopy. Back then, the result of my colonoscopy was not good. To cut the story short, my surgical oncologist removed about nine inches of my colon. I started chemo a month after, six sessions of pain and distress for almost half a year.

I have to look for something that would occupy my empty days aside from reading. I have to give up gardening for almost a year. So I thought of visiting my account at WordPress and learn everything from there.

Do you remember how you started? I got a measly ten visits and two followers almost a month after. It was only when I braved myself to join WordPress’ Post A Day Challenge that my blog was noticed by a few. That was ten years ago and the rest is history now.

I gained new online friends, fellow bloggers who were just starting too. Some of them I still follow until now and they had followed me back. Some got lost in cyberspace, stopped blogging and even deleted their accounts.

I don’t really know why some people follow you but you can’t even hear from them. No likes, no comments, no whatsoever. Some of course expect that you follow them back. It’s not an automatic response from me.

If I have to count those active bloggers who I exchange ideas and comments with, fifty would be a lucky number. One thing though, I found true friends here, learned a lot from their posts, admired the photos they shared, admired the reviews of books they have read and I was inspired by their posts on different subjects. Travelling without leaving your corner, seeing a slice of the world we live in.

So it’s my 13th year. I congratulate myself that I reached this far.

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One of the blog posts I wrote during my early years of blogging when I only had a few followers and so few blog posts. Some lines appeared on my memory page so I am reblogging it here today. Funny how a certain quote would inspire one to dream of writing too.

I woke up this morning remembering a well-loved quote in my head. Many, many years ago, I was on my way to school when I saw this guy who wore a shirt with a lovely quote written in front and it made a big impact on me. Oh yes, short of staring boldly at the words, I committed them to memory and that’s what I remember now. It was written by Langston Hughes, an American poet , playwright and novelist.

Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die

Life is a broken-winged bird

That cannot fly.

Dreams keep us going don’t you think? And I believe, really believe that dreams do come true. Maybe, in my subconscious thought, I remembered these simple lines when I wrote Dreams and Escapes as my blog title. There are simple things in life that give extra meaning to our existence. There are simple things in life that make us smile and inspire us to go on. There are simple things in life that always add color to our everyday existence. When I was in college, I used to fill up whole notebooks of quotes, poems and inspiring words culled from the books I have read. It makes me happy to read them now and then, always with some remembered thoughts of long ago, the years in between, the tears and laughter and teenage angst and frustrations. I was lucky to have worked for three years at my university’s library when I was in college and still luckier to have read so many inspiring books and to have known so many inspiring authors.

I dreamed of one day writing something that would inspire. I dreamed of one day reaching out to people by sharing my thoughts. I am slowly getting there I guess. Dreams inspire us to go on and see life in all its beauty, not blinded by the ugly realities that somehow we have to face.

One day, I’ll write a poem and will share it with you.

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More memes I did yesterday. They are actually excerpts from my previous blog posts. I shared these with our two Catholic groups at our FB sites.

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Thoughts


If you could touch one soul out there through your words,

If you could make someone smile despite the tears,

If you could inspire someone who is depressed to move on,

Then you are truly blessed.

God sees the goodness in everyone of us.

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She looked –

As the sun merges slowly with the thin cloud

What would this morning brings, she thought.

Will it be better than yesterday?

Will it bring heartaches again?

She held the cup of almost tepid tea in her hands

Thinking of tomorrow.

The tea leaves have spread at the bottom of the cup.

And she wish she could read what’s written there.

She likes to believe happiness could be hers again.

Maybe tomorrow

Maybe in the future

She wish she could bring the smiles on her face again.

The tea leaves say,

Get up my child, dream on.

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Sometimes, we’d rather have those small and simple things in life to make us happy, right?

Josef ordered a small transistor radio for me to replace the old one I usually use in the garden. It has an FM/AM/SW 3 band, Micro SD and blue tooth. So convenient to carry around. I could listen to news on AM or tune in to FM for all day music.  So easy to charge it just like you charge a cellphone. Heaven 🙂

I haven’t read for a while but I have a total of 120 books I have read this year as of last count from Goodreads. Years ago, I watched Love Story and also read the book I guess three times. Then I found a copy of Oliver’s Story and I got curious how Oliver would go on without his beloved Jennifer so I read it too. Lately, there is this Acts of Faith which was published in 1993 with 560 pages. I started reading it the other night, a story of three kids, one a Catholic who was abandoned by his parents and two kids, the son and daughter of a rabbi. From the tough streets of Brooklyn to ultramodern Brasilia to an Israeli kibbutz, and the splendor of two holy cities, Rome and Jerusalem, the story will bring us to these places. Reviews say that this is Erich Segal’s most ambitious and provocative novel to date. We’ll see, I am getting engrossed in it.

Simple pleasures and simple joys, they make life worthwhile.

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Do you remember?

The shy “hi” and “hello”

The hesitant smiles.

Then came the laughter

Listening to each other’s stories in between.

Crying on your shoulder,

And hearing those comforting words.

When friendship blooms,

Life alters.

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Five years from now,  we may look back and remember, 2020 was not such a good year.

It started with a fire in Australia and locally, we’ve seen the normally passive Taal volcano erupt, then this Covid-19 pandemic touched our shores followed by typhoons that brought havoc to some provinces especially in the Bicol region. Gosh, as if this is not enough, we still have this  government whose priority is not the welfare of the Filipino people.

We endure and we have to. I haven’t been out of our subdivision since February 2020. The farthest I’ve gone to was at the gate of the village where we have a grocery store. The items sold there are not complete and I kept urging Josef for us to go to the supermarket before November ends so we could buy things we need for the Christmas season.

We are still under general community quarantine although those with age 16 and until 65 are already qualified to go out to buy necessities, medicines etc provided we wear face shields and face masks. I wonder how we could renew Mom’s  social security benefits come January. She is the sole beneficiary of dad’s pension and beneficiaries are required to update their status every year so they could continue to receive their pensions. It’s quite impractical now for her to go out even with the car and a companion. I asked Social Security System (SSS) if we could apply for a home visit but they just gave a link where to write to and they never answered.  SSS has changed the schedule of dates where they will credit benefits for our monthly pension and horror of horrors, there are many of us pensioners who didn’t  receive our September pensions. SSS knows about this but they are requiring us to submit Statement of Account from the banks where our pensions are maintained. It’s their fault not ours, and they  have data base of all those pensioners they didn’t credit.  I am afraid this might turn into another hocus pocus of this government. They did that to Philhealth, 15B was lost thru corruption.

2020 is really a crazy year. I hope 2021 would be more kind to us all.

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I got engrossed for a while reading two books by Lucinda Riley consecutively in the last five days and before that, another book of hers last October. Read four all in all.  Anyway, I am trying to find more authors to follow. When I get excited with a particular book and a particular author, I  tend to look for more of his/her works.

Yeay, I only just discovered watching music videos on Facebook and those previous episodes of Pilipinas Got Talent. I am not bragging here but when it comes to music, Filipinos are the best. From ages about thirteen to twenties, they’ve got it.  There was even this Filipino shadow artist who had  the stage lit up in gold when he got the Golden Buzzer. So proud of these talented individuals.

Yesterday, I posted a photo  at Facebook taken when I got sick several years ago which was also used by my friend ( a producer of GMA 7) in their episode 24 Oras (Magic ng Pasko) four years ago. I know I featured that video here when they had their shoot here at home and included a segment of my plight as a cancer survivor. It earned a lot of hearts and likes.

I remember Doc Julie, one of my medical oncologists At the UST Benavidez  Cancer Institute eleven years ago. Those days when a smile  meant a lot  to me at the lowest ebb of my life.

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Gee, this is my 50th day of blogging every day.

I know I could not duplicate blogging for a year like when I joined WordPress’ challenge back in 2011. It was called Post A Day Challenge. I even got my badge but I don’t know why it was lost.

Blogging every day? One thing I learned when you blog daily is that you might sacrifice your content just for the sake of writing anything. But then in the process, once you start writing, it is easier to update your blog on a daily basis.

I’ve been reviewing my earlier posts so I could share some snippets of them to one of my favorite one-hour online shows called Interaktib. I am glad they appreciate it and my priest friends call it inspiring. Fr. Pao even said last night that I am their resident poet. Haha, poet indeed, I could not even write a poem daily even if I want to. I am surprised though that my earlier blog posts were more about life, that we always have those challenges that we need to face. It’s more about my journey as a cancer survivor, a mother and grandma to my loving Nate. From time to time though, burst of inspiration comes along and sometimes I am more introspective, sharing something deeper than what we had for dinner, what book I have been reading lately and what the weather is down here.

One thinks of getting and growing older. Come to think of it, I’ll be celebrating my 64th birthday a week from now and again it makes me think of the younger years. Maybe, what they say is true that when gaining these added years to your life, you don’t really think of getting old though you gain wisdom as you go along. You think more of how life would be. Will you still enjoy those things that used to give you happiness and laughter? Would you be more focused in those things you’ve been doing lately? Will you just let life fly by and enjoy them?

One thing that I wish right now? I hope I could maintain writing every day until the end of the year.

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