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There are books and there are books out there.

Funny how sometimes a certain book is included in the list of classics but when you attempt to read it, you can’t relate. One such book I really wanted to finish is The Name of the Rose by Umberto Eco. I started a few chapters only to abandon it again. Readers rated it five stars on Goodreads but how come I could not finish even five chapters? The proverbial question is, is it me or is it the book?  I love history, I admire those writers who really make those researches when writing a historical book.  Those Latin phrases really turned me off. A few months ago, I attempted to include Anna Karenina in my book challenge for this year but I gave up reading in the middle of the book. Russian names are hard to pronounce, haha.  Got confused by the story.  I finished reading  Doctor Zhivago though by Boris Pasternak. I  even watched some trailers on YouTube and enjoyed listening to Lara’s Theme. Another book that I started years ago but still pending in my TBR list is A Prayer for Owen Meany. This book got more five stars on Goodreads. A Widow For One Year  is another Irving book that is pending in my shelf.

Are you a fan of Gabriel Garcia Marquez? We used to have two trade books of his in our small library which Nissa bought years ago, Love In The Time of Cholera and One Hundred Days of Solitude.  I enjoyed the latter but could not finish the former. I wonder why.  Enough of  Florentino Ariza and Fermina Daza. Do you remember that famous film by Meryl Streep entitled Julie and Julia? I  enjoyed watching the film version but didn’t finish the book with the same title  by Julie Powell, a food blogger. Another book Eat, Pray, Love  is prominently displayed in my shelf but the first few chapters were a disappointment to me. Maybe one of these days, I’ll read Elizabeth Gilbert.  Maybe I’ll give the book another try.

I am presently reading  The Winter Siege by Ariana Franklin,  a book set in 12th century England.  A wonderful historical book. In 1141, England was engulfed in civil war between King Stephen and his cousin, the Empress Matilda over who would wear the crown.  This book is so engrossing. This is my book number 162 out of a goal of reading 150 books this year.

What are you reading at the moment?

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How could one be sure that friendship would last forever?  Is forever something you just read in books and see in movies? How could one know when parting will come?  How could one exist  without this so-called friendship?

You are my treasured friend, someone I could always call in times of happiness and pain, a  sure shoulder to cry on and to laugh with, someone who would not hesitate to say, “don’t be a cry baby, face your fears and uncertainties and you’ll be stronger in the end”.

Yes, this wonderful thing called friendship makes people keep their sanity.   The wonder of friendship – that mysterious meeting  of the minds  that makes you feel you are not alone, that certain feeling that you are loved and prayed for, that  there is somebody out there thinking of you once in a while.

Maybe, there is one good reason why we keep those social networking sites, there is one good reason why we need to connect, there is one good reason why we need to share.   Loneliness is something we cannot  fully comprehend  unless we go out of ourselves to reach out and be real.

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Cry If You Must


If they ask you how you’ve been

Would you say, “I’m doing good”

When deep inside

You’re crying?

Life is not like a fiction book

That you’ll know where the story ends

For almost always in a fantasy world

The ending is  happy.

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Four days since my last post. Whoa, it’s kinda hard to start again. I  know, I know.  Some of you would probably  react and say, what’s four days? It’s just that I got so used to updating this site almost daily that four days  is too long for me. Blame it on a little laziness on the side. Honestly I just got engrossed reading again.  I found new titles  and new authors too. Since I am done with my Goodreads challenge I could indulge  in a little romance and suspense thrillers too.

And I’ve said before that sometimes I wonder if people read a particular book because they love and like the author or they find positive reviews about it or simply because the book is just there, handy for one to enjoy.

I am not deterred by negative reviews they give to a particular book or been influenced by the five-star rating, I’d rather want to discover it on my own. Sometimes, you’ll be surprised, you actually love the story of one which others say is not worth that much.

And I love this quote from Roald Dahl: “So please, oh PLEASE, we beg, we pray, Go throw your TV set away, And in its place you can install, A lovely bookshelf on the wall.”

This is a quiet Sunday for us. Josef and I attended an anticipated mass at our Parish here in Midtown last night. It was my second time to visit the place since Nissa and I went there for their  wedding bann announcement  three months before she got married  six years ago.  Wow, the church is lovely. We usually attend mass at the town proper every  Sunday but we have to do the marketing early this morning.   Nate is still attending weekly workshop every Saturday  but this week it was moved to Sunday. Meeting more friends in the process, kids close to his age.  Talked to him for a while  when they were there. It’s always nice to hear his voice saying “Hello Nonna”.

I found myself watching  a Hallmark movie on YouTube  the other night. Son encouraged me to discover those lovely films but I am not much of a film or  television watcher. I must say, the craving is seasonal well except when there are  Senate hearings. The antics of those clinging to the powers that be…the nerve. I won’t dwell on this, it is exhausting and stressful.

I hope your weekend was lovely 🙂

 

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Ah, the sun is smiling again after a few days of rain, thunderstorms every day and storms up north. Hopefully, this weather holds until the weekend.

I am suddenly reminded of these lines from the song Fifty Ninth Street Bridge by Simon and Garfunkel.

♫♪♫Slow down, you movin’ too fast
You gotta make the moment last♪♪♫

Make the moments last.
Easier said than done, I think.  Sometimes we are not too focused on  these moments, those little acts of kindness that make the heart sing, those lovely times stored in our memories, those moments of togetherness that make us smile and laugh.  Sometimes, we forget.
We live in a busy world, a frenzy of  everything and anything. We live in a world where silence is sometimes unappreciated. We go with the flow  but  the tide turns  in the opposite direction.  We are frantic not knowing how to reach our destination.  The travel is rough, the course is not smooth.
Slow down.
Take time to smell the flowers, we always say. Do we even have the time to appreciate them? Do we even have  the time to just be grateful  with everyday blessings?
Celebrate life. Dream. Believe.  Have Faith.

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Gosh, that was a severe migraine I had yesterday –  gargantuan headache, nausea  and vomiting five times in the process. I didn’t eat lunch and dinner  even if I was a bit hungry. I was  indisposed when my daughter’s family came over for a visit.  Except for the grandson, they had a scheduled visit to our family dentist who lives near our place.  Nate had  his dental prophylaxis in another clinic a week ago.

The moment Nate  stepped inside the gate, he showed his two hands wearing black glove on his right hand, a finger less glove on his other hand  and one foot with dark sock. “I am a ninja Nonna“, he said. I laughed. He brought his toy train set with him but without battery. They left him here for a few hours and he just played with his toys while I had my eyes closed the whole time. He had nobody to talk to and next time I opened my eyes, he was asleep still holding the plastic train tracks in his hands.

He is afraid of our cats but he kept looking at the newborn kittens inside the box. He said they look like mice and wanted to bring them home.  They are just a week old though.

Daughter said “you can’t bring them home, they are too small yet and need to be breastfed from their mom”. 

“Let’s give them milk”, he innocently answered. The wisdom of a four-year old.

It is always a thrill to have him around. He kept urging me to go to the comfort room when I said that I felt  nauseous.  “Just rest Nonna”.  I believe that kids nowadays  are  more solicitous. Even my daughter says that  she is sometimes amazed by the words that he utters, deep thoughts that make  one simply wonder. Truly amazing.

Have a nice week ahead everyone!

 

 

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I remember an old friend who used to say, “The journey to life is an endless struggle on  perilous paths of treacherous stones and storms”. For one so young she surely looked at the world with open eyes and between the two of us, I was more of the dreamer than she was.  I had this penchant for collecting quotes from almost every book that comes into my hands,  filling up three full notebook of quotations my entire college life. She was really a big influence to me –  appreciating  good poetry, good books and  yes, quotes that somehow played a big chunk of what I called my “sentimental” moments. She was a friend, the big sister I never had.

“Live the dream”, she would  say. I do. I did. And I like to think that somehow, in between wakefulness and dreamland, life is  real. Why am I remembering?  Why the sudden recall?  Or is this one of those moments that makes  one wander far beyond, going far off to a place of childhood dreams?  I really don’t know. We used to walk and talk, and dream about big things that only the young would think of  and I suddenly pictured her smiling face, creating a sense of sudden longing. Memories sometimes have that power to make one lonely and alone.

I would have liked to share that I’ve through a phase in my life full of so much pain. But I can hear her voice saying,  “Life is never perfect”. And she would understand.  And I would tell her that I am brave enough to face it all.

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