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The rain has stopped…finally. Brrr, it’s cold. We’re  still under a typhoon signal but the weather is improving.  Hope to see the sun again. I miss its warmth.

I’ve been reading a post by a friend on Facebook about her encounter with a doctor at a local hospital in  Baguio.  She used to blog here at WordPress but now prefers to write about her lovely and inspiring adventures  on her wall on Facebook.  She didn’t feel well the night before coming home so she ended  up  checking in at the emergency ward of the hospital by herself.  She met this cute (her words)  doctor at  the hospital. She said it is not a tale of   ” swept-off-my-feet romance. This is, rather, a story of how every now and then, I have to treat myself like my own leading lady. This is the love story we must all have with ourselves, primarily.”   Haha, I laughed and smiled and several of her friends are still posting their comments until now.

Sometimes, we need those “feel good” encounters with fellow human beings, not necessarily a romantic one mind you but something you’ll think about long after  it happened.  I had a similar experience years and years ago when I was having treatment for my recurring UTI.  This doctor  was  a substitute for my  nephrologist who was in another hospital at that time.   The kind words, the caring ways made a difference.  He said that his brother also worked  at the same bank where I used to work. That was the first and only time I met him at the doctor’s office. When you are not feeling well, everything comes into focus and  you appreciate  meeting people  who are concerned about your well-being.  You welcome them in your orbit just like welcoming a new member of the family or newly met friends.

And speaking of FB, I’ve been noticing those ugly grammar errors that people post on their comments. Gosh, I cringe when I read shout outs/comments on FB shortened like they are text messages. I am beginning to think, either one is too lazy to type properly or just feeling “pa-cute”.    I am not pretending to be perfect but there are those red lines you’ll encounter when you are typing in another language or using misspelled words.  One should proofread one’s post time and again.  We don’t need more time than the others to write legibly, right? Do you agree?

 

 

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There was this story of a little boy who ate worms because he felt no  one would mind if he did.  No one would care if he gets sick because he has no friends.  How many of us feel that way? We feel abandoned and alone because no one would say, “Don’t, you’ll get sick if you do that.”  How many of us feel that our life is useless because no one cares?

We seek that elusive thing called happiness but there is really no cut and dried formula or rules by which we could say, “follow this and you will be happy.”  Since time immemorial, man has searched for that one special something that would permanently put a smile on his face,  a lift of the heart and a feeling of joy everyday of his life. But do you think life would be interesting if we don’t encounter those small barriers that give its meaning? Problems are meant to spice up life just as search for happiness is. They say that happiness is a state of mind and it is a result of events and circumstances  that have positive effect in our well-being.  I don’t think we need to search for it because it naturally follows when something good or something inspiring happens in our lives.  Some people would be happy with just a few pesos in their pockets but some  need millions stashed in their bank accounts to make them feel secure and happy.

Happiness comes easy to those who look at the sunrise and think that it is another golden opportunity to shine while it does not come easy to those who think that it is another day to hurdle. In the end, happiness is how we make it, it depends on our attitude towards life, whether we choose to enjoy it or choose to be miserable. Happiness is infectious while misery is not. Think of happy thoughts always.

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Where Is Home?


Home is where your heart is.

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Sometimes I wish we also have these four lovely seasons that some of our friends experience in other parts of the globe.

I love looking at those  fallen leaves and trees that turn gold to orange  to brown and other colors in between.  They fascinate me no end.  I have a friend who takes photos of every season she encounters. She said there is magic everywhere and like me, she loves Fall. She loves it when those trees bear their foliage in glorious colors and  everything turns into  a paradise of sort.  She loves walking and feeling the crisp morning air  communing with mother Nature. I could only shake my head, smile and wish I were there too walking with her.

We used to have an avocado tree in our backyard a few years ago. It gave us  lots of fruits and I even tried selling a sack of them to our friendly neighbors. Every morning around this time, I would sweep the yard of fallen leaves from the tree.  Those days that I used to spend in our garden while sipping a hot cup of coffee and  listening to the morning’s news on the radio while our dogs  lie serenely nearby are  priceless moments that I treasure. Our avocado tree is gone now but I still have two jackfruit trees and two calamansi trees  that I have to take care of.  Same ritual every morning, sweeping the yard and watering our plants.  And the closest thing that reminds me of the Fall season are the yellow and brown leaves that fall to the ground. Oh well,  one could dream, right?

Early morning last Saturday before Nissa’s family came over for breakfast, I harvested calamansi  (Philippine lime) for them to take home later. They  are in season now and I picked more than a kilo.  More than having fresh calamansi juice every day, it is also used as ingredient for dipping sauces, marinating  fish, pork or meat.  It has lots of vitamin C. I need not tell you the health benefits of the fruit, it has lots.

I love these October  days,  I am really not counting but I am looking forward to Christmas once again.

Have a blessed week ahead.

 

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 Caleruega

He is the wind on your face that greets you every morning,

the gentle breeze caressing your cheeks.

He is the child with the toothy grin embracing you tight

and giving you  a hug.

He is these and more:

– the conscience in your crazy world

– the love that you feel in your heart

– the gentle and lovely flower by the wayside

– the laughter, the tears and emotions in between.

You trust and you believe

He will lift you up when you need a boost,

He will shelter you with love

And hold your hands so you won’t get lost in the crowd.

Loving, believing, trusting

Having faith that He won’t let go when you think you’re drowning.

He encourages you to rise up

No matter how many times you fall.

He says good morning with the glory

And beauty of a sunlight

He says good night with the wonder of the sunset

And the silver shimmer of moonlight.

He is, He is truly wonderful

He thinks you are beautiful

He thinks you are lovable

And the best of all –

He thinks you are worthy of His love.

You are lucky.

You are blessed.

You are loved.

 

 

 

 

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Rainy Thursday morning.

And here I thought  the rainy season had come and gone but it’s not to be. We are under yellow rainfall warning and it’s been raining since last night. It is already 8:15 am but it is still too dark outside.

These thunderstorms.

Yes, it is cold and the rains are accompanied by thunderstorms. Thunder and lightning, you are cruel. Our dog Noki has hidden under our dining table since early this morning. He is afraid of thunderstorms. Our car alarm acted up crazy too.  A burglar in the vicinity? Nope, it’s because of the thunder.

It is still raining outside, that kind that would last longer than those heavy downpours.  It’s a wet, wet Thursday. Gosh I wanted to go back to bed and sleep an hour or two more but I am not  used to waking up late or  napping so early in the morning. I’ll probably read instead.

I watched the Senate hearing yesterday afternoon.  Some of their guests  bloggers  are aligned with Duterte and are perpetrators of fake news. Mocha  is known in the blogging world (she claims she is a blogger and has a large following on  Facebook)  but I wonder if she is the one writing her own blogs. She’s been appointed as assistant secretary  in Communications in Malacanang  but it seems that she can’t separate her being a blogger of mostly fake news to being in the government.  I laughed out loud when she said  that she was invoking her rights against “self discrimination” instead of  “self-incrimination”.  Does she even know what self-incrimination means? Sen. Bam Aquino retorted that she was not being accused of anything so  there is really no need to say that. Haha  🙂  🙂  Even Sen. Nancy Binay told her that she must choose – to do her job responsibilities or her  opinions as a blogger.  The nerve of the girl. She is full of herself. She was bashed by the netizens on Facebook and became a laughing-stock.  She even has the nerve to take photos with Sen. Trillanes. The latter  filed a case against her last week. He will pursue the criminal and administrative cases against her  despite the friendly gestures. There you are folks, our government has become….I don’t know what!

Telling a lie has become the norm for them. You tell a lie once and it would be hard to believe you the second or third time around.  Once you tell a lie all your truths become questionable.  I read this quote earlier and it is true.

Happy Thursday everyone!

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This is the nth time I’d be writing about blogging.  Same old subject, same old thoughts (I guess).

Do you consider your stats important in your  blog’s performance? I do. I have this dream of reaching half a million viewers  by year-end. Presently, I have registered a total of  495,675. Sometimes,  I get a total of 300 views  per day  and that’s a big bonus. It seldom happens now though. The average I get is between 150 to 200 a day.  Don’t ask me, I don’t know where they are coming from. Some people visit but never leave comments or like. I am grateful though for the number.  As of last count, I have a total of 2,681 give or take one or two. It includes the more than 80 followers I have at Twitter and some friends who subscribed via e-mail but they are not bloggers.  I follow  a little over 130 bloggers on WordPress and some links from  those gifted poets  that I admire.  I cleaned up my list a few months ago when I noticed that some of them are no longer active in blogging. Would love to explore more blogs and discover more bloggers  and writers soon.

I  have a friend  who tells me that she is always updated with what is happening in my life although we don’t see each other much. It’s been years since we left the bank where we used to work.  Funny how  I’ve been so open about my  life journey here. I’ve always said before that blogging is a sort of catharsis for me. I recall those days when I felt so down and I just wanted to share.  I recall those days when my health was challenged and writing about it helped me cope.  I recall the days of just being happy and blessed. What a nice feeling when you get in touch with your inner self.

I never attempted to  write about “how to’s” in blogging. Sometimes we find subjects that we are comfortable writing about. We find our niche under the sun.  Again it would be a bonus if some people  could relate to what we share. Chances are there would be one or two who could. It is a touch and go thing.  One thing I would like to say is that, always write from the heart. There is no use inventing something you haven’t experienced or felt. There is no use sharing a subject you are not familiar with.  I made a total of 2,076 posts on this blog alone, this one excluded. Maybe if I were to add the posts on my four other blogs it would probably  reach 2,500. Sometimes I wonder, some posts have become redundant through the years.

We often say the reason we are on the world-wide web is because we got something to talk about.  Aside from that of course is  to find new friends online and interact with them.

It is a lovely journey…..blogging, that is.

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