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Go ahead –

Find some quiet place and listen

to the silence

Feel the sun on your face

Savour the sound of the wind

See the distant roar of the sea

Absorb the beauty of another day.

 

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There comes a point in one’s life when it all goes down to reminiscing, remembering the past and some golden dreams.

Those times when your kids were just babies and you were learning how to change diapers and make “hele-hele”  while singing out of tune and discovering to your delight that you could compose  a particular tune right there, waiting for them to close their eyes and sleep.

Those times when you went up the stage every end of the school year to accompany your kids to receive recognition awards and medals.  You were so proud that they were so responsible in their studies.

That one particular afternoon when one of your daughter’s professors called you up over the phone just to say that deliberation was over and that your daughter will be graduating Magna Cum Laude.   You cried and jumped in joyful thanksgiving that she made it to that much coveted Latin honors.

The first time they shared their paychecks with you and said “let’s go out and celebrate Ma”.  Music to your ears.  And the following days when they would just say,  “let us do the grocery shopping Ma, just make a list of the things you need”.  Those days when you would watch movies together or just stay at  home doing a marathon of Prison Break until 3am. Those times playing couch potato with your daughter while waiting for her  final interview for  a new job, watching Korean movies on DVD.  Can’t forget the laughter and the crying sessions we had together.

The day that your daughter got married and you were happy and at the same time sad that she’ll be residing in another place and you won’t get to see her every day. Her excited voice  saying “are you ready to be a grandma?” a few months later and you were so excited you can’t wait. You were just as excited seeing a sonogram a few months after.

The joys of finally seeing your grandson and discovering that you like the sound of being a Nonna. The days in between, the happy days of discovery while your grandson  is growing up to be a smart, intelligent and a loving young boy.  The phone calls when you can’t see each other, the hi and hello, the how are you, the I miss you, the shouts of joy saying “I love you Nonna” and you shouting back saying “I love you too baby”.  The excitement in your daughter’s voice while sharing a copy of your grandson’s report card in Nursery school. He is doing pretty well with very good and excellent grades.

The simple joys of family life sharing meals together, eating out together, sharing stories,  fun moments playing with the grandson. They are priceless moments indeed.

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I remember my last session of chemotherapy done on a December morning at the UST Hospital Benavidez Cancer Institute.  It was a Tuesday, the  Feast of the Immaculate Conception.  My medical oncologist called it my graduation.  Graduation from six cycles of chemotherapy and oral chemo drugs, graduation from the pain brought by the IV injected every three weeks, graduation from various laboratory tests before each cycle of chemo. But it did not end there. I have to go back to my surgical oncologist for regular check-up until five years ago when I totally lifted everything up to God that I am truly cured  and well.  It was a nice feeling to be able to pick up and do regular routines without  having to worry about one’s health, without having to worry about doctor and hospital visits. I hate hospitals. I can’t stand waiting too long outside a doctor’s office with other patients who have their own stories to tell.   Seeing other patients is depressing enough.

When you are sick, sometimes depression sets in but your belief and faith that you will be cured  of your illness helps to combat those feelings. When you believe that you will get well, you will.  I started this blog sharing a bit of what I went through more than seven years ago. I wonder sometimes about those friends I met here who underwent the same journey as I did. Where are they now? I haven’t heard from them for quite a while.  There was a time when some of my posts would be full of sharing about their plights as cancer patients and survivors or some members of the family sharing about it. I miss those because I would want to know how they are now.

Some people say things happen for a reason. I believe though that God allows us to feel the pain of being sick so we’ll get closer to Him. It’s when you are at your lowest that God lifts you up. I remember those lines from  Footprints in the Sand:

One night I had a dream…

I dreamed I was walking along the beach with the Lord, and Across the sky flashed scenes from my life. For each scene I noticed two sets of footprints in the sand; One belonged to me, and the other to the Lord. When the last scene of my life flashed before us, I looked back at the footprints in the sand. I noticed that many times along the path of my life, There was only one set of footprints.

I also noticed that it happened at the very lowest and saddest times in my life This really bothered me, and I questioned the Lord about it. “Lord, you said that once I decided to follow you, You would walk with me all the way; But I have noticed that during the most troublesome times in my life, There is only one set of footprints. I don’t understand why in times when I needed you the most, you should leave me.

The Lord replied, “My precious, precious child. I love you, and I would never, never leave you during your times of trial and suffering. When you saw only one set of footprints, It was then that I carried you.

These word often  remind me  to be always grateful for even the smallest blessing that happens in my life.

In times of our needs, we must look back and remember,  He was walking along with us, carrying us in His shoulder.  The times we thought we were alone, the times we thought we carried  the burden, the times we thought we were so helpless with things which we can’t avoid, the times of need, I believe those were the times He carried us through.

 

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Today I went to the opening of the newest branch of SM, its 60th. As it is just a tricycle ride from our place, I had the chance to witness how people flocked to the shopping mall, jostled with the crowd waiting outside. I got curious.  There was traffic near the place since a lot of vehicles were turning right to occupy the parking spaces still left open at the SM City East Ortigas Mall.  There were high-end shops inside much like you see in their bigger branches. The first thing I went to though was at  National Bookstore.  This was more organized than their previous one in this same place.

I bought some books for our little one and browsed over their bestsellers displayed at the shelves. I saw books by Lang Leav selling at P799 each.  Have you ever had any penchant for pens and pencils? During my college days, I was enamored with  colored pens which I used to plot curves and lines, bar graphs and pie charts in my Economics course.   I still love collecting them until now. Just this morning, I saw this lovely image on my news feed.  I am not sure where it originated but it was such a perfect way to demonstrate how it was years and years ago when personal computers were still unheard of.

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We all learned the art of writing words  and our alphabets through this, right? The ever reliable pencil with an eraser at the tip. I remember when I was in grade one, we used to write  with those black pencils as big as my  fingers.  At some point the eraser comes off because we bite it during those hard times when we can’t follow instructions from our teachers.  Now erasers come in different sizes, in different colors and even in different scents.  They look like candies  to the untrained eye. The pencil   as we know today comes in a protective casing made of wood  or plastic and painted in different colors. Those various shapes and colors of sharpeners are a dream too. Despite the modern technology that we have now, this popular writing tool is still being used. It’s our first computer, so to speak.

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I am grateful.

I am grateful to all those online friends who are following my blog and posting comments to my posts, and to those who click  “like” regularly too.  There is a feeling of warmth when you see people reacting, commenting and liking your thoughts.  I always say that sometimes the  “muse” goes on leave for a while and you can’t think of anything to write about. You have written about your one remaining dog, and your  cat and your garden and the blooms you are now enjoying. You have written about how it feels to be alone in your thoughts  and how happy you are to have your family around. You have written about  discovering new blogs and seeing those lovely places that they share.

It makes me smile.

It makes me smile to read the adventures and experiences of other bloggers, how they love sharing anything under the sun. It makes me smile to reach out and exchange thoughts with them. It makes me smile just being here. I have always said time and again that blogging has become a way of life. It has become part of the daily grind that we call life. When things get a little upsetting, I blog.  When things get a little stressful, I blog too. When things make me happy, I share it in cyberspace.   Our thoughts and actions define how we feel, how happy we are. Happiness comes naturally when we cultivate friendship in our own small way. It comes naturally when we interact with other people and make them smile too in the process. Little acts of kindness, some compassionate words to make one happy.

It gives meaning to my life.

Some of  you won’t probably agree on this one. Blogging for me is now a habit I can’t break, one good habit to journey through.  It’s been more than seven long years of blogging. It has somehow change my perspective, the way I see things through other bloggers’ eyes.

How is your blogging journey?

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It is a gray morning here. Weather disturbance  Marce has intensified into a tropical storm. Although there is no typhoon signal here in Metro Manila, the sun hasn’t come out today.

I miss the sun and I miss the beach too. It has been so long since I’ve visited one.  Nissa’s family spent last week at the beach.  Nate told me that he had a wonderful time swimming even at night.  It must be lovely to stay outdoors on a sunny day. It must be lovely to dig your toes in the sand and  smell the salt air. It must be lovely to just idle around and think of  lovely thoughts about life.

A picture of Nate playing with his daddy.

A picture of Nate playing with his daddy.

Moments of bliss. Moments of being thankful. Moments of just being happy.  It takes  a moment to experience simple joys.   Barefoot, while the sun touches your face and you hear the sound of the gentle waves.  The sea beckons  in all its glory.

 

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It’s like some other Sundays, a bit uneventful.  We  attended mass early,  spent sometime at the grocery store before going home for breakfast.

Oh, this is Santa’s official countdown. Right now, there are 42 days  until Christmas.   This morning we have finally put up some Christmas decorations.  I am having second thoughts on putting up a tree because it takes too long to decorate and we need to buy new Christmas lights for it. Unlike in areas where most of you live, we only have the artificial trees here in our country. Every year there are changes in the shape of trees that you can buy in department stores, even the color is not solely green now.  Our tree is seven feet tall so it’s quite big for us to decorate. I am thinking of buying a smaller one where Nate could place his gifts come Christmas Eve.

I am just waiting for the opening of the SM City East Ortigas on  December 2. It  is very near our place, a ten-minute tricycle ride. It is SM Supermalls’ 60th mall in the country.  Count on the traffic in the area when it opens.  It would be an advantage though for us since we won’t have to go to other SM malls to shop, to dine  or to watch movies. So glad to know they’ll have a branch of J.CO donuts there. J.CO Donuts & Coffee is a cafe restaurant chain in Indonesia specializing in donuts, coffee and frozen yogurt. I swear, their donuts are even better than Krispy Kreme. I do hope there would also be a National Book Store there or a Booksale. I am looking forward to it.

Been reading a lot lately. I am on my 110th book this year. Found some nice volumes that would tide me over probably until next year that is, if I won’t join the Goodreads challenge.  How about you, what are you reading at the moment?

Have a blessed week ahead everyone!

 

 

 

 

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