Praise and Worship

I am born, baptized and raised to a Roman Catholic family. My grandparents are Roman Catholic devotees wherein both of them serve the church in their ‘able’ years. My family goes to Sunday Eucharistic celebrations, pray the Holy Rosary and knew the Lord's Prayer by heart. I even went to a Catholic School until my tertiary level. I think it was not a conscious thing that my parents sent us to a Catholic school. Yeah, I’m sure now because my brother studied in a non-Catholic school during his elementary to secondary years. So basically it’s more on its accessibility to our house, my parent's workplace for most part. I never changed my religion even until I married a non-Catholic person. My husband and his family were actually Roman Catholics before they converted to Christian-Protestants. We even got married in a Christian ceremony with Pastor as our celebrant and wed in a garden, not in the church. I can say that we are just lucky (so I think) that both sides of our family supported and understood our relationship until we tied the knot. Both our kids were dedicated to our Lord as Christians and my eldest daughter went to a Catholic school. Religion was never a big issue in our family. And it should never be. Thank God! I believe that for as long as we live harmoniously, respect each other and our relationships’ untainted despite religious differences, God doesn't mind. I cannot remember I struggled so much adapting to these two different religions because there are also some similarities as to how Catholics worship versus Christian Protestants. I am not very particular on the history of why they are called Protestants but base on what we practice, the way they service Mass has a similarity of how Catholics celebrate. There are songs of praise that I am accustomed to singing in Catholic mass that I sing in Sunday service at my husband’s church. The Holy Bible is the basis of both church’s Gospel reading and worship. When I enter both house of worship, there is a big sign of the Cross which is situated in altar and the stage. It may have some differences but I think it doesn’t matter as long as we worship and believe in the same God and what's base in the Holy Bible.

Ever since I attended Sunday service mass at my husband's church, I feel an overpowering joy to the extent of tearing up. Every time I sing songs for God, I feel grateful for my life. I feel the Lord is touching and healing me. Passages from the Bible gives me a sense of relief and calmness. It gives me comfort, hope and joy for myself and my God.

And when an opportunity came for me to attend #TheFeast (a Catholic meeting of Prayer and Worship), I didn't have second thoughts. I am ecstatic and told myself this is my chance since the venue is near my workplace. 

 

every Fridays at Cinema 3 SM Ecoland from 6:30pm-9pm.

Fridays now is my 'Fridates' with my God and myself.

A person who ran out of DREAMS is a person who ran out of LOVE.

 

I've heard of this group way before because of Bo Sanchez. I didn't mind it at first until my cousin has been attending The Feast at their Bay Area assembly. Attending The Feast is an answered prayer. I love singing and I like it that I can sing here with all my heart's might. More than that, it gives me a breather and time for myself. My 'me-time' with my God. Even for just 2 hours in a week, it recharges my faith and remind me that God is with me whether in bad times not only in good ones. Honestly, I am guilty that my family don't regularly go to Sunday service. But attending this once a week is like having attended Praise and worship service. But I know it is still not okay because my family is not with me everytime I attend this. I need to restore our bonding as a family to God in order for my children to grow up knowing God. If my husband can't, then who else will? Putting pride aside, maybe God is giving me in charge of our Faith. Then I have to obey.
 

As parting words, what I am trying to say here is that religion will not save us. Our faith does and it is our ticket to salvation. Nowadays, I see a lot of religious groups formed through time and it is sad to note that there are some of its members who righteously brag that theirs is the truth. I mean, it is not right to judge. For me, as long as you find yourself and God in whichever sect you have chosen to join, then that's where you belong. If you feel in your heart comfort, love, peace, kindness and selflessness, then you found the right one. Let us respect each others' belief because I believe if respect dwells in each one of us, our world will be as harmonious as we would like it to be. God bless our world!

Pained Heart: Remembering Courageous Caitie

Yesterday is a devastating one for me. As a mother, I cannot imagine myself losing my child because of a life-threatening illness. During the journey, it's like each day gets harder and harder and you don't know what tomorrow has in store. You don't know until when the agony and pain will end. I am talking about the painful story of the almost 4 year old Caitlin 'Caitie' Lucas, daughter of Feliz and Jay Jay, who suffered and acquired a rare kind of leukemia which I got to follow in their facebook page, Courageous Caitie. Before, I was glued on the same situation of the 4-year-old daughter of actress Jackie Forster, Caleigh known as Kikay Caleigh at Instagram, who was struck with leukemia (but not the rare kind) also. But now, I rejoice because she was healed by God. It's so painful and I can't bear to feel what the parents of Caitie's undergoing right now. Sure, words of God and people who sympathize overflows with so much encouragement for the bereaved family. But nothing can ease as of the moment the reality of losing a loved one. I cannot bear to post photos from their Facebook page because everytime I see it, my eyes and heart tears. It aches so much. Yesterday at lunch break, I really cried coupled with sobs in between and even now writing this piece. I remember the photos of Feliz and Jay Jay holding Caitie's lifeless body in their arms. And in one photo, Jay Jay cradled Caitie and kissed her on the forehead. It's such a sorrowful ending. My only consolation is that Caitie is now pain-free and is safely in God's hands. My reflections about this journey of Caitie and her family is I PRAY that... I wish that accepting death is not too hard to deal with. Honestly now, I fear the life after death. Because I don't know where my soul take me. I know I will be in an unknown place and travel alone. I fear death because I still don't want to leave my kids behind at a very young age. I want to be present in their journey towards adulthood. Secondly, how I wish that my faith endures all things. Yes, I am weak. I need God in my life so much and I know that I've been missing a lot because I am preoccupied with a lot of worldly things.



Caitie touched my heart in so many ways. Like I said, I have a child almost as the same age of Caitie. That's why I am so moved and touched with the Lucas' family journey. Seeing my kids last night as I arrive home from work, I feel blessed and grateful to God that my kids are healthy and active. And I pray that it will always be that way. As a working mother, every minute that I got a chance to be with them, I take advantage of it by spending quality time with them. I know I am not a perfect mother and sometimes I want to take a break but with the realization Caitie has shared to us, I will never stop being there for my children. So that in the end there will be no regrets... only gratefulness of the moments that God gave to each one of us.

Caitie, my dear, you'll always be remembered. Thank you for showing to me how to be courageous, faithful and cheerful despite life's battles. Please help your Mama and Papa cope up with your loss. Always make rainbows in the sky so that they will feel your presence even in that instance. I love you!


For full details of Caitie's journey until the end, see links below:
http://www.yourpagemeetsmine.com/
http://mommyfleur.com/2016/03/31/rest-now-courageous-caitie/
http://teachwithjoy.com/2016/03/courageous-caities-legacy/

Random Thoughts: The Smell of a Baby

I always love how a baby smells like. It's synonymous to a milk, a mild powder or sweet as a smell of a candy. I noticed that when I kiss the forehead of my almost 5 year old daughter, I can still smell it. Just this morning when I bid my daughters goodbye leaving for work, I told her you are still a baby. And then she smiled back at me. According to her, she is no longer a baby but an "Ate" (an older sister) to her 3 year old sibling. I can't help but sigh on the thought that my girls are growing up fast right before my very eye. Oh, I am just being nostalgic of the days that I still carried them and put them in the comfort of my arms. Don't get me wrong. Planning for another baby is out of the question now that I am in my late 30's and being pregnant again seems scary for me because of health-related issues. No, I'm not sick either but I have to take extra care of myself since my doctors told me to watch on my diet. I'm not getting any younger so as my health and the capacity to function normally unlike in my younger days.

A baby/child is a blessing and it gives so much joy to a family. As parents, they say, cherish them while they are still clingy because when the time comes they have their own mind set and discover new and interesting things apart from us, they'll be most likely spending time on those new found things. Savor the smell and time of your child until it lasts.

Heartbreaking Friday the 13th

Was it a mere coincidence or fated to happen? Last Friday, the 13th, shocked the whole world hours or days later. I don't want to believe in a Friday the 13th that it comes with a bad luck or something not nice will happen. After all it was a payday and many of us got already our partial pay bonus. That is not a bad luck after all, you think? This is what I saw in my Facebook newsfeed today...

I was stunned to read that Japan and Mexico was struck by a magnitude 8 and 4.3 earthquake, respectively. Honestly, I wasn't really shock of Beirut and Baghdad's bombing attacks because for me, it is kind of a usual happening that I hear and see in news of places being part of the Middle East and Muslim areas because of this ISIS thing. Seeing and hearing these news every time in that side of the globe breaks my heart especially if affected people are family with children. Even the Muslim people condemn these kind of terrorist attacks. It's against the law of Islam and their Quran. But what terrifies me the most is it was a random and planned event that lead to Paris terrorist attack that led to hundreds of death and seriously injured. It is disturbing to hear these news because its target are public places were innocent people are put in danger. More so a lot of tourist flock in the City of Lights all year round. It is frightening that there's no safe place anymore even if you're in the compounds of your own home. Christmas time is already a few days away and it's saddening to note all of these chaos happening in our world when it should be excitement, hope and joy we feel as we wait for the holidays draws nearer. 

Here in our country, we experienced a magnitude of 4.0 quake in Davao City last Nov. 7, 2015 and it was said that it is possible that we'll be experiencing a 7.0M quake noting that their are new fault lines discovered. Yesterday's local newspaper wrote about recent bombings in Mindanao particularly in Kabacan, North Cotabato hurting 7 people including minors.

I wish for world peace and that people should be sensitive to others in order to have a loving and happy environment to live in. So much anger in one's heart makes a destructive world that we don't care anymore of others but only our own. I pray that God will touch these bad people's hearts and minds that they may see how cruelty they've caused. A change of heart and a total surrender to God will make a big difference. 

Life's Simple Pleasures

This morning, I got the privilege to experience or witness God's greatest creation. If you're all new to my blog, I am a working mother and every morning is quite a rush for us at home. My eldest daughter goes to school and she must be prepared by 8 o'clock in time for her ride to pick her up at home. Although I admit I wake up late (past 6am) because if I wake up by 5am (the time I want to be with hubby and have coffee with him) the kids would wake up too. It's a bit early for them to rise by that time. They seem to feel me as I slowly climb off the bed. That's why I'm always in a hurry every morning that I seem not to mind or take notice of the things happening around. Like I said, this morning was kind of different. The usual stuff I wake up to but the chirping of the birds caught my senses. It was really a music to my ears and calming to my spirit. I guess there were lots of them flocked in our plants and a palm tree inside our area. Their happy voices seem to vibrate in our surroundings that I cannot help but grab my camera and record it… 

This was just a portion of what took place. They have been chirping for a long time. Their happy "noise" was like this the whole time we were preparing for our daily morning stuff. Our bathroom overlooks that palm tree outside so I had a very pleasant bath even if a hurried one because their voice soothe me. Though it was simple as that, it was a happy moment for me. I was full of gratitude and overwhelmed of that gift to witness God's presence first thing in the morning thru these wonderful creatures. I am amazed, humbled and thankful.

The Weeks That Were

Forewarn: There's no photos ahead. It's all words. So I hope you bear with me as I was just unloading baggage to release me and make me feel better. Nevertheless, it's not an intention on the other hand to pass it on to you as I don't wish you feel the same way as I do.


I'm all out of words, nothing to say. But my mind is full of stories to tell and concerns to address. I'm full packed now. Maybe I'm just all too stressed out thinking on things that I have in mind. I'm making paramdam here because it's almost 1 month after my last blog post. But I am grateful and thankful to those who stumble across my blog and patiently and took their time reading it. I know there are people reading here because of my ranking that is actively moving in numbers. Yehey to that!

Okay what keeps me busy from the past few weeks? Let me enumerate it because I too lost track. More than two weeks ago, both my kids were down with flu and hit with fever. My 3 year old's temperature went up to 40. I got scared. I brought them to their Pedia and antibiotics were prescribed. Oh gosh! The thought of that makes me weak. For one, my kids and I have a hate-relationship especially the youngest whenever taking in antibiotics. She dislike its pungent taste (yes, I tasted it) and in full force, with all our joined forces, we really and literally hold her like someone has to hold her feet, her hands and her head just to give her that 5ml dose otherwise she wouldn't take it or worst spit it. I couldn't afford to see my kids fighting with all their might, screaming and struggling for a dose of that medicine. It's not only stressful to us but more so to the kids. Second, antibiotics are expensive prescribed drugs and it's the last thing I would want them to ingest in their system. Besides that, I noticed from my youngest daughter rashes from her legs spreading to the body and arms which became more profound and itchy, to which the doctor told us is just heat rashes. I never mind for the first three days of medication thinking that the antibiotics he gave to my daughter is not only for the phlegm but for the skin infection/rashes (I read in the leaflet of the medicine) she had. I thought it may be the effect that the rashes gradually is coming out and because of the heat. On the 8th day, I sensed that it is not already the normal rashes though she don't have fever anymore. It's more bigger, itchy and red. So I went back to the doctor and blurted out measles! I got worried right away because she already had contact with my eldest daughter and what if she might get the virus? Luckily and thank God I can see no signs of rashes from Mariella since then. So I packed the things of my dear one and send her for the meantime in my parental's house in order not to pass on infection to the sister. We're missing her already. It's been a week of not seeing her and only talk to her daily through the phone as I speak. 

Another thing that keeps my motherhood so alive in between those happenings is I crammed for my eldest daughter's projects in school. Create an Alphabet book and using recyclable materials, make an illustration of a human body parts. After all the sleepless nights and the worries, I still manage to think of it overnight to be submitted on the next day which is 2 days late already. During the medication of Mariella, I didn't send her to school so not to infect her classmates thus the delay of her project's submission. The pictures of the Alphabet Book, I slowly collected it days before. But finishing everything was done overnight. Then there were school requirements to be bought for their 2nd Annual Family Day at school which was held last Sunday which was a whole day event and this week is there examination. I thank God still because it was a long weekend where I got to take time and rest a bit.

Have you guys watched the movie 'The Love Affair'? I am in awe of Dawn Zulueta's timeless and ageless beauty. Richard Gomez charisma is still undoubtedly remained despite her age. Kinikilig ako sa kanilang dalawa ni Dawn in the roles they played. And Bea Alonzo, very beautiful, fresh and she's very flawless. I was affected by the story because I can relate to it and it brought back bitter memories. I watched the movie together with my husband and I don't know what effect it had on him. But I'm certain that he can relate to it as well. No discussions done after because my eyes are all red when I came out of the cinema. My eldest daughter asked after if I cried. Of course, I couldn't lie because it's all over my face. We just laughed it off!

I'm not yet through. Work-wise it's manageable and it helps that my boss is very considerate. But what pisses me off are  people who are taking advantage of the opportunity that their favors are granted almost all the time and that they couldn't help asking for more. They are not yet satisfied of the help they are getting and I feel that they are making that generous person like a milking cow for their own needs. I know for a fact what they are asking help for because I'm also a mother. But I hope they should find a long term means to support the needs of the family and not to always ask money for whatever it is to other people on a regular basis. I don't know if they know what shame and gratitude is. They are not ill or disabled people who cannot find ways to sustain the needs of their family. And to think even their family in their own blood had already said to ignore them. 'Nuff said.

I feel that my PMS is somewhere down the road. Even a little detail affect my emotions. Recently, I posted something in a social media for my loved ones to see but it was nowhere to be found. It was deleted. Even if I don't want to feel anything for it, I felt hurt. I prayed that my hurt will just let go because it's not really a big deal after all. But I don't know. I felt a pinch in my heart. I got affected.

To end, I want to do many things to erase all these challenges that came my way lately. I'm thinking of pampering myself with facial and body massage, going to a retreat to embrace myself and meeting people who can be an inspiration for my everyday living, making memories with my family like going somewhere and doing the unusual stuff.

Thank you God for making my life not dull. I am not asking you to get rid of those unpleasant instances but I am asking for enough strength, wisdom, patience and heart to do all the things you let me encounter in this lifetime of mine. Everything that I have now -good, even the not so one- I thank you for I know you are molding me to be a person for others.

Torn Feelings

God has been extra good to me and my family this year. I am beyond elated more than words can say. It's more of grateful and overjoyed on the things that's been happening to our family. God has been a good provider ever since we start our family. Indeed it's true that patience, faith and trust will find it's way to God's promise for us. My belief now is God directs our path ahead. Even if we don't understand why this happens in our life, we have to accept and follow His will for us. Most of the time, I am just surprised of God's goodness because He blesses us things that we didn't pray and expect. And now I understand why certain things just don't happen because God gives us the things He knows the best for us.


Why I am sharing this because I think God is so amazing, so generous and so loving. He is working things according to my desire and prayers. Lately, He is answering my little requests but there's only one thing left unanswered. It's gonna be a life changing thing if it's against my will. But I'm still hoping that God will consider my reason which I think is valid. It is actually a blessing that I'd rather wish it to other people who needs it more. I know, shame on me to turn down a blessing from God but I think I have enough for the moment and I see other people needs it more than I do. At this point, it's payback time. People have been good to me and my family. I think it's our time to share our blessings to those who needs it the most. It's actually a very nice feeling more than the bliss of receiving. Of course, it's nice also to receive gifts from other people and of God. But you know, the satisfaction, fulfillment and achievement of sharing surpasses everything.


It's my birth month and I still wish from God that my heart's desires are enough for a birthday present: good health for me and my loved ones, comfortable way of living, quality time with my loved ones, a stable job, enjoy and have a peaceful life and being able to hurdle life's challenges.


I ask and I'm sure I will receive… #bepositive #Godisgood

The Wonders of Having Great In-Laws

After reading Fleur's post here of Mommy Fleur blog, I therefore say I AM SO PROUD TO BE ONE OF THE LUCKY FEW. One of the best or shall I say an endearing trait which  all they have in common is their sincerity and they have big, fat and generous hearts. As in! Nakakataba talaga ng puso. Honestly, my husband's family side are not well-off. But despite their status in the society, they are as if they have more to share. I've witnessed how they are so selfless not only to their relatives but to other people whom they considered a family. Nakakahiya maging selfish when you are with them. Actually it's really inspiring to be one; to be more on a giver than a receiver. Because everything good follows when you do good to others diba? Domino effect kung baga. There's so much joy and fulfillment when you give.

The second best thing I love about my second family is that they are so humble, down-to-earth people. Nakakahiya again to be a braggart. They have been blessed with so much especially now that my husband and his two other siblings are very successful in their respective career paths and family. The two of them are working outside Philippines and my parents-in-law had the privilege already of travels in Europe pa talaga. Kasama na din kami sa nabigyan ng opportunity to tour London last year.

Third and definitely not the least, what's admirable about their character is that they have a deep and solid relationship with our Lord. Their faith is immense and when they worship sagad sa puso. It is their profound trait that shows how they are a person to others. Nakakahiya na maging passive lang with our faith and to just take for granted the power of what prayer can do. Personally, it inspires one to do our obligation (in a good way) to our God. I say obligation in a good way because it should not be a forced one. It should be done with an open heart. And that we should also pray to God that He may open our heart and mind to His wisdom and a spirit that is always in gratitude. 
 

I am so blessed having this people in my life (missing in the photo are my BIL and SIL,
sibs of my husband). 

I cannot wait...

Goofing while waiting for lunch time to tick.

We love it striped! My office mate for a week.

I remembered my childhood days when me and my sister dressed up alike like we are twins. We have the same clothes design yet varied in color, same shoes, same hair style and so on. Now, I can relate and understand how my mother enthusiastically prepare us for any occasion or event in school, planning on what dress we're going to wear. Or how she carefully do our hairstyle and make-up. As a parent, we are proud if people admires our kids, right? Don't misinterpret me. I don't mean having a boy is not equally fun. I am a mother of two adorable girls. Dressing them up is so much exciting and I love to experiment fashion stuff worn with them. Now that my older daughter is almost 4 years old, I enjoy now bringing her along with me without so much hassle. I love tagging her along with me if I want to stroll in the mall or go somewhere going for my errands. She's now particular on what to wear and I find that challenging too because it gives me the thrill also of finding my OOTD that coincides with her outfit.


The more my daughter grows up, the more I'm eager to find time to spend it with her because she has so many things to share and tell. No more secrets for her because what she sees during the day, she already tells it to us. She going to school (pre-kinder) this coming school year and that makes me more excited and thinking of what shoes, or bag, or lunch box I'm gonna have for her. The youngest one is still too young and I, too, look forward on that day that the 3 of us share each other's likes about anything stuff that girls only understand. 

The #PopeFranciseffect in the Philippines: My Thoughts

Over the weekend, millions of Filipinos (mostly Christian Catholics) gathered in the much anticipated 5-day visit of Pope Francis in the Philippines. As early as last year, Filipinos are eagerly awaiting and preparing for his arrival. Not everyone is privileged enough to visit the Vatican City as it cost thousands of bucks to get there or to have a (if you're lucky enough) glimpse of him in the city. But with the news of the coming of the Pope, everyone was given high hopes and spirits to see him in person as a once in a lifetime experience one could get including myself. I may have a big chance to visit Rome but for the majority which is the poor, it is quite impossible. So on January 15, 2015 at around past 5 in the afternoon, everyone is in festive mood (as it is also the celebration of the feast of Sto. Niño) to welcome him. It marked the most awaited day for all Roman Catholics in the Philippines after the last time Pope John Paul II visited the country in almost a decade. Good thing that the Philippine Government declared it a long-holiday (only at the National Capital Region) for our countrymen to be able to witness and be with the Pope in this memorable event in Catholic church. I believe that it is a timely event as it is the start of the new year, to bring hope and reflection for each and everyone of us. As new year's resolutions brings guide for a better life ahead each year, Pope Francis' message at the start of the year is truly moving, inspiring, a blessing, enlightening and leave each and everyone of us feeling recharged and immensely cleansed with God's divine intervention and immeasurable love for us overflowing through Pope's presence and through each Filipino's story as told. 


A lot of opinions though came to life because of differences in religion and belief. One thing is very important over all ideals and beliefs is towards our faith. Where are we being God's shepherd here on Earth? We should be deliverers of God's Word to see, to feel and to do good for our brothers and sisters who are the less fortunate in life. We are so quick to judge, to conclude and righteous in our own beliefs, in the religion we belong and yet we are showing ungodly practices. We pray, hear mass, involved in our church's activities and yet we are the opposite of what our Lord wants us to be. The Word of God that Pope Francis shared to us is clear that we need mercy, compassion, love to be good stewards of God's heaven on Earth. Whatever religious congregation we belong, as long as we are delivering what is expected of us, then we are making our God happy. It is not about the physical statues nor the presence of human persons like Pope Francis that we worship per se, but how these saints and people that God send as medium or instruments to make us realize that God is in us, with us every step of our way. Their ways are truly inspiring and worth following. Sure, they have there own mistakes and sins, but more so they have made a big difference in serving the Lord our God in their own little ways. That we should not forget God as our Savior, our Redeemer, our Salvation in the hope when everything is faltering. The unwavering love, hope, compassion and mercy is what Pope Frances emphasizes God wants us to remember and put to heart. It is not God equals Pope Francis but like God, Pope Francis wants us to be aware that we should not lose hope, lose faith and lose ourselves for God is right there. 


I believe that one must also respect one's religious belief. If you are serving the Lord in ways that He wants you to see, feel and do, then you are in the right path. No need to argue about who's better. It is just sad that people are so into religion where in fact religion does not save you. It's your faith and your character will define how you are to our Creator, our Redeemer and Savior. In parting words, I hope that with the visit of Pope Francis we are touched with the message it delivered. It's some sort of a retreat that we have reflected upon, come to terms with ourselves to our Lord and how God has touched our soul, our heart and mind silently. #popefrancisPH

Happy Notes for 2015

I want to start off this year feeling good, new and positive. Why? Because I wanted to carry on the positive vibes 2014 has started out for me and my family. The yuletide season for us as a family brought good tidings and blessings in unexpected way. Blog winnings left and right, UK visa approved, London trip with my hubby, visited my brother and brother-in-law's family in London, my first nephew was born, my kids all healthy and the rest of my family too, blessed with an abundant and productive farm and a so-called "promotion" as the closing salvo. In between, there may be challenges and mishaps but all these are more than enough than we expected. It has been a wonderful and blessed year to start off and I'm more than grateful enough for the year 2014 that God has provided my family. It is truly a rewarding year that I'll always wish that the coming year will be as great as the previous one. I'll not expect more than enough but the best and I know God will always be fair enough to grant our heart's desires in which He think we deserve. 

Definitely, this year is gonna be my year (I'm born under the year of the sheep) and I'm gonna claim it in God's greater glory. Amen!

As the year 2014 ends, let me welcome 2015 (the year of the sheep)

My long absence speaks for itself. It's Christmas and a lot of merry-making that kept me busy and silent here in my blog. I'm so thrilled for the coming year yet looking back and reminiscing the year that was. 2014 for me has been a marvelous one full of surprises and blessings (in small and big packages) that was least expected. And I'm so overjoyed, grateful for the year not only for the opportunities, experiences, material/financial things that has given to me and my family but also for the people that God let me encounter. In one way or another, it has its share of lows but in general it has been good and gratifying because it's more on the positive rather than the opposite.

I am looking forward to the coming year 2015 because it will be my year. I am born in the year 1979 and 2015 will be the year of the sheep. As Pope Francis said he is hopeful that the coming year will be full of tenderness and peace as what the character traits of a sheep are. What I'll be more cautious this start of the year and I will be taking care more of is my health. I promise to see my OB-Gyne for a pap smear (it is already due almost 4 years ago). I haven't seen my OB-Gyne doctor after my second pregnancy last 2012 and a pap smear is a must and due. My latest annual executive physical check-up result is not okay. My uric acid and creatinine levels showed high range values above the normal range. Three months ago my blood pressure level went up too (not my normal reading) and my IM (Internal medicine) doctor gave me medicine just in case my blood pressure will shoot up again. I'm not in the stage yet that I'm doing it as a maintenance medicine (God forbids). But so far, the result of my bad cholesterol is positive and okay. I won't take any chances. It is better to be safe and early detection is really a cure. I really wish that I am okay and I will be more cautious now in my lifestyle and make it healthier not only for myself but for my family most especially for my two girls.

I wish the same for you my fellow bloggers that we keep ourselves healthy for a longer life, longer journey to enjoy life more and experience God's gifts in different ways. Good health is the best gift we can give to ourselves. I wish you prosperous new year and a fruitful 2015 ahead. Till next year guys...ciao!

Me and my Big Mouth: On Carelessness and Mistaken Remarks

Pardon to post a negative circumstance on a Monday and the first day of the week. But I couldn't let this pass. I've done something wrong and realized it just now. God knows I did not mean it that way and I thank God for showing me the mistake I made this early on. While scrolling on to one of my social network sites a while ago, I've noticed I sent a message not meant for that person a couple of weeks ago. But even if I send that message to the right person, the message it convey is not the way I want that to be meant. It might be misinterpreted. After I read it and realized my clumsy and tactless act, I confess and said my prayer of sorry to my God. I felt bolts of guilt, regret and sorry to the one I accidentally sent a message to especially that person is someone dear to me and a good person. Of all the person, she is that somebody I admire. To be clear, it was not about talking ill to her. In the first place, I don't do it unless I was hurt or just venting out pain or feeling sorry. But at that moment, I wasn't feeling anything odd like that but rather joy and excitement. It's unlikely to have said that because it's far from reality. I was like, what am I thinking at that moment while typing it in the first place? I was in denial that I typed that but even myself I couldn't believe I made that statement. I really was thinking how in the world I made that statement and worst delivered it the wrong way.

I am pretty sure that person already read my message. I cannot take it back anymore. Though she never made me feel uneasy of that mistake I made, I just couldn't help but feel bad of myself to hurt a person important to me. Right now I just want to say sorry and it's not what I mean. Even myself am hurt of what I said. It is a typographical error and I didn't use the right word for the message I want to relay.

Moral lesson of my experience: 1) To be careful where to send your message, 2) Read your message carefully before sending it to the right person, 3) To be tactful and sensitive at all times.

There are really times that even if you want to be good and please yourself and others, there will also be moments that you will hurt yourself and other people even if you really don't mean it at all. 

I just want to give back and say my apologies. It was really a horrible mistake.

Thank you #Google!

Today marks my 35th year in existence. Thank you Lord for all the things and people you have blessed me. Thank you Almighty God for the gift of good health, family and friends. Thank you for my job, for giving me such an inspiring, humble and kind-hearted bosses. I couldn't ask for more. And thank you Lord in advance for the forthcoming blessings you have destined for me to have and to be. All these I pray in Jesus name, Amen...


Thank you also Google for this surprise birthday greetings as I opened to check my emails today. When I saw the birthday cake and candles, I wondered who's also celebrating what. It's such a timely event same with my birthdate knowing Google they always have this animation in relation to the present events going on around the world. And to my delight, when I incidentally pointed my cursor to the photo, it's for me pala! Oh wow! I wonder if you can view it too in your screen. Or it's just me? Teehee...

Zoom 3x...

Zoom 10x... It's for me pala talaga!

Nevertheless, it really is heartwarming knowing God has been with me all the way in this lifetime. Despite some odds, still, I am fine, I am good, I am okay.

If we only have these much, Kids...

Yesterday was a Sunday and a family day like many of us. This is also a day wherein I told hubby aside from eating out after we hear the Sunday service/mass, we have to set aside a portion of our money to let the kids play inside the mall where you could find assortment of animal rides or the 'choo-choo' train for that matter. Fifty pesos wouldn't hurt bad. It is very priceless when you see your kids having fun and their hearts jumping in joy like once a week. We are actually fine having the usual Jollibee as our go-to lunch treat. Not to mention that it is very affordable and my kids loves their fried chicken, 200 pesos is all it takes to make our Sunday family bonding time worth the wait. My 2 kids, especially my eldest 3 year old daughter Mariella knows it already that she and her baby sister will be out for a treat after visiting Jesus.

Mariella is one insistent child. Determined in other words. If there's one thing she really likes badly, she would keep on fighting for it until it gets very irritating already. But she is not like that everytime. She can be understanding too especially if we explain to her why we can't have this or that that she likes. I'm glad too that she is not also a 'bilmoko' girl. Yes she asks as to buy certain food, but we don't promise her to buy it right away. We sometimes tell her that papa and mama do not have money yet. And when we have money, we make sure to buy her some of her requests. She's that understanding. She knows now how to share to other kids and that's what I appreciate in Mariella since she became an older sister to Nique. But yesterday was kind of different. When we got inside the mall, she was running already towards the indoor playground. We let them play for a good 10 minutes and then we decided to have early lunch at the nearby Jollibee to avoid a full-packed 'lunchers' (Canadians term) by noontime. And so right after our great meal, we headed back again to the Atrium where the indoor playground is located. We didn't go anywhere else but only at that area. In that place alone me and my husband are already exhausted and consumed by the children's energy, hopping and roaming around following after them. We decided to check on other stores for a while but Mariella saw the 'choo-choo' train (she loves Thomas and friends). She said she wants to ride in it. But we didn't have money anymore so we kept on explaining to her not now but on Tuesday because papa and mama do not have money. (We are open to our kids that we have or don't have money. And luckily Mariella understands.) After telling her that, she cried already and is wailing. She keeps on running following the train and it really pinched my heart. That moment makes me cry and wants to make up to her. Oh how I loved to make her ride on that 30-peso-train ride. If only I had extra 50 pesos...

Since I was carrying the little sister, my husband did all the convincing to Mariella. But all efforts failed. We decided to just go home with still Mariella screaming and crying on top of her lungs. I understand why she acted like that because she is already sleepy. She cannot contain what she is feeling at that moment.

In times like this, I wish we have these much. Extra money to let them eat waffles or let them ride in the train at that moment. I wish we have this much to let my kids explore other places and not just like in the malls... Much to buy simple happiness like strawberry, a slice of cake, cookies, bread sticks on the time they request for it... Much time to do baking with them but we don't have equipment to make it happen... If only we have these much, my loves...

My Life Booster

We are not perfect creatures nor does the life ahead of us. God promised us a happy life in His dominion. But along the way, why it seemed it isn't? We are not to blame God for the misfortunes we have. But what I believe in is what you sow is what you will reap. When you do good, God will reward. If not, God has something to teach us and make us realize our mistakes and make up for it. For me it's not a punishment but a jolt of reminder that 'Hey, that's wrong/bad my friend." Experience is a great teacher, I believe. But let it not our reason to do wrong in order for us to realize what is right. God gave us our own freewill and the ability to know what is right from wrong. So we have to be careful in what we do and say because as Bo Sanchez repeatedly says, it keeps bouncing back to you. That's what Karma is all about, good or bad. Intentionally and unintentionally, I've hurt people including the ones I love. And that brings me to become weak and at the same time hopeful that God will lift me when everything else is nowhere in sight.

In times of lows in my life including that when I'm extremely happy, I have a song that I always sing (not aloud, but in my mind). It keeps me sane, it helps me calm, it gives me hope and makes me thankful. And when I sing this, it makes me cry, always. The lyrics says all what I want to say to God. It washes all my fears, it cleanses my hurts and it lightens my load. On the other hand, it strengthens me, it gives me hope and full of gratitude to Him. I always thank Him for my two beautiful kids. Because in them I always find the unconditional love. Just a hug and a kiss from them, I know, those are expressions of true love.

Here's the words of my favorite Christian/love song:

Anima Christi

Soul of Christ 

Sanctify me

Body of Christ save me

Water from the side of Christ

Wash me, Passion of Christ

Give me strength

Chorus:

Hear me Jesus

Hide me in thy wounds

That I may never leave thy side

From all the evil that surrounds me

Defend me and when the call of death arrives

Bid me come to thee

That I may praise thee

With thy saints forever

I even consider this piece as my funeral song. In my death bed, I would want this to be played over-and-over again. It's heartwarming and comforting. I feel Jesus is embracing me when I sing this song. I feel right and good. I have done wrong to others, that's why I was given pieces of misfortunes in my life. I don't feel good about it especially if those 'karma' are caused by my loved ones. It really hurts and I just want to close my eyes for not a medicine can cure it. It stings really bad. And if it's a nightmare, I just want to wake up so that it'll end.

A Father's Day Celebration

How was your Sunday like guys? For sure, yesterday was a truly memorable day to celebrate and honor the day with our fathers. I'm pretty sure you had an extraordinary day too celebrating it like dining out or just simply in the house with all of you complete. As for some Dads who are away from their loved ones, the social media or technology didn't make it too far away, right? Traditionally, my family celebrate special occasions, like Father's Day, by gathering and dine together. There's nothing more grandiose as long as we are complete whether outside or just at home. Normally, we gather at my parental's house. But for this occasion, we chose to dine out and have our lunch at Lyndon's World's Worst Ribs and Awful Chicken along Lanang, Davao City. Why we chose to dine here? Nothing specific really. It just popped out in my mind while rolling my mind where to eat. For a change, me and my sister don't want to feast in the mall where we know it's too crowded and a lot of people flock there especially because of the occasion. Second, we want a little privacy. We have 3 toddlers in tow, so we want a bit of free space where they can run their hearts out without worrying they might get lost and still can enjoy our eating pleasure. Third, we knew the food is great there especially their tender and flavorful pork ribs. Their "worst ribs" slogan is just an attention grabber but it's the exact opposite. Their chicken though is not that awful but the taste is just okay. Nothing worth bragging about unlike their ribs. What we have ordered worth trying is their grilled Vietnamese Lapu-Lapu. Tender and juicy it is. 


After our hearty and satisfying lunch, we headed to SM Lanang Premier to kill time and do our grocery. Indeed, we feast our eyes on those vintage cars displayed in the Atrium. There I saw sleek Porsche and other luxury sports cars. While 'wasting' our time there which we really enjoyed albeit tired because of 3 toddlers running and chasing around, personnel from the mall handed out cookies to the men of the our lives (my father, my gandfather and my hubby). He got this cute cookie treat.

Truly, you are the best father because you always do your best to provide for us in the best way you know how. You always 'abuse' your hands every weekend tilling the soil while farming for the future of your children and, you always say, for a more comfortable lifestyle later on. I just wish 'Pop' (that's what I call my hubby sometimes) that we are not wishing for a richer life but a simple yet comfortable life with a quality time with you. Thank you for  having the desire to give us the quality of life. We pray that God will bless you good health always. This goes too for my Papa Dodong (my father) and Lolo Gerun (my grandfather). Ate (older sister), me and Rom wish you longer and healthy life ahead so that you will enjoy your grandchildren (the Tres Marias and the only boy, coming soon!). Happy Father's day too, Bro! We are super ka-duper excited for the coming of the only thorn among the roses. Thank God for the 3 (or make it 4) men in my life!

What is Critical to Success?

Most often than not, when you ask a child or a young adult still in school or just stepped out of school, if what do they want when they grow older or after they finish studies, the typical answer you get (in general) is they want to be a successful somebody someday. I remember when I was still in my early years, I want to be a nurse (adapting my mother's line of work), then suddenly, an interior designer even up to this date. I equate success to having a notable profession that pays you well in order to compensate one's needs and wants, for one's future and the future family to come. Success to me means being able to afford the present quality of life and being able to adapt to it. However, when I started to have a job that is really not my liking but fared enough to sustain my needs and wants and being able to help in the expenses in my parental's house, I was not contented yet and felt there's still missing. All the while I thought, having a corporate job that entitles you to dress respectably in the eyes of people, having the privilege to be in rubbing shoulders with big wigs in the business society and earning and spending more than you ever expected, is what I thought success is all about. Having been employed for more than a decade with the same field of work that I came to eventually love, success in life comes with being able to fulfill or experience the passion you are into. It is not only equated with the monetary value it brings but there's a sense of fulfillment you earn for one's self. I believe too that with proper education, you will be able to make your dreams come to reality. When I say education it doesn't have to be in the four corners of the classroom but by deriving it from the environment we are in. They say experience is a great teacher because it teaches you the realities of life. I am not saying that to be in school is not important as it is in life. In school, we are taught of the skills, the theories and the basics that we ought to know. In life, we are face to apply these things we learn from school and contribute it to the society. 

You may ask, how about those inventions of the likes of Bill Gates (Microsoft), or Steve Jobs (Apple) and 21 more others, lead them to become the world's multi-billionaires now and successful in their own field even if they are dropped out from school? I say, even if they didn't get a degree and finish school, they never stopped learning. They find their own way to push their passion and beyond their limits in order for them to excel in their chosen field. They have failed, stumbled and fell many times. But they didn't stop learning and never bothered of the difficulties they may meet along the way. Success is being able to attain one's goal in life. There is a sense of fulfillment, contentment and self-achievement in all aspects of one's life. 

For the new graduates out there who are joining in the bandwagon of the corporate world, never stop learning. Find new opportunities to further enhance one's skills. Better go out in your niche while still pursuing your passion in life. In more than ten years in the administrative kind of work, the basic skill that I realized is needed is to know how to operate or use the computer. It is the very basic skill in order to be accepted in a job. I never learned overnight or everything the basics of using the computer during my school days. But as I get emerged in my job, I continue to learn and get new concepts through time. In today's generation, the easiest and fastest way to communicate with the rest of the world is through using the computer. With all the technologies sprouting around, you can never be left behind. There are even online training classes designed for professionals who would wish to further enhance one's computer skills. Education/learning, responsibility, passion and skills are aspects critical to determine one's success. If you do not have these attributes, success is unlikely.

What is the right age for kids to be in school?

School has finally begun, at least in the Philippines, as the month of June sets in. How time flies so fast. Not only that children are back to rushing every morning for school, traffic and stuff but also for mothers like me to join in the bandwagon of back-to-school woes. I am not yet at that stage but next school year will be a life-changing set-up for us for like the next 19 years. Oh my! With the effect of K1-K12, it's gonna be a long journey for us kids! And a lot of saving to do, Honey! Let's do this...


Preparing as early as now, I have been researching as to what level should my soon-to-be 4 year old girl would first take. I've heard various stages of preparatory levels like play school, prep school, montessori and nursery. But what exactly each stage pertains to? Should my child undergo all that levels? This some kind of gave me a stress levels thinking that my girl must have been left behind. And that I should have submitted her to school as early as 2 years old. In the back of my mind, that is too early for her. I don't want her to be deprived of her free time by playing and discovering things outside the four corners of the wall. My kids pediatrician told me, age four is the right time for a kid to get into school so as the kid won't get tired of meeting the 'demands' of it if too early. I've heard from our neighbor that the school where her child is studying, there are actually kids enrolled as early as 1 year and 8 months. I don't know what level of preparatory level they were in. But I find it irrelevant and unnecessary. Schools are just benefiting from it, profit wise. Further research led me to this site that gave me a clearer view on what age should our child enter school and on what level.


According to the official gazette of DepEd (Department of Education) with the effect of K1-12 basic education system here in the Philippines, at age 3, a child can enter nursery (level 1). Four years olds should be at pre-kinder (level II) and five years olds at kindergarten level (level III). And at age 6, the child must be in Grade 1. I am wondering, is nursery a pre-requisite to enroll her to pre-kinder? What if I don't send her anymore to nursery school because she might be left behind, does it matter? OMG!! Any views from mothers of schooling kids? Help! Does age really matter today when sending kids to school? A friend told me that there are schools in Davao City that strictly implement the age requirement. Personally, I don't find it fair because a one year difference doesn't make a big difference really. Only that she'll be a year behind. Oh maybe there is! The yearly tuition fee hike. Hayyy! Here comes the school blues again... 


Anyhow, I'm proud that Mariella is able to identify things around her na. Only that she cannot speak yet fluently but I know she can understand. While my niece with the same age as her speaks clearly. I mean each child has different level of coping up with things and I believe whether at 3 or 4 years of age, he/she can enter nursery. I was told kasi in one of the schools I inquired for Mariella, if I will enroll her to nursery next year when she turns four, will that be okay. The girl told me she'll be left behind. But instead I'll enroll her straight to pre-kinder skipping nursery. Is that okay mommies? OMG again! I'm kind of anxious already. 


I want my kids to experience the complete school requirement because I was able to experience it. As far as I can remember, I entered nursery then pre-kinder in the same school. Then transferred kindergarten to a much bigger school. I hope Mariella will be accepted to nursery class by next year even if she's four years old by then. I hope schools will not only consider the age of the child for a certain level of education. But more so on the eligibility of their age to enter school. #schoolblues #schoolwoes #k1tok12 #anxiousmother