I love my past. I love my present. I'm not ashamed of what I've had, and I'm not sad because I have it no longer.
The 10 most…
October 27, 2008Busy weekend.
First, I failed to watch the tree planting project of Miss Earth last Friday. To think that they had lunch at my Tito’s place. Di ko na matandaan ang reason. Ah! Preparation for my Tita’s birthday pala. My Dad was there and of course, my male cousins. Sayang!
Tapos, last Saturday… We attended an event wherein my Dad was awarded as one of the “Ten Most Outstanding Public Servant” in Batangas City. Nainip kami but then, ok lang. We all feel great that at least our dad was acknowledged. He deserves it. In fact, he deserves more!
Congrats to my dad!
Day before Yesterday…
October 24, 2008Three missionaries from Mexico paid our home a visit this aftrenoon. It was a nice chat. Nothing really biblical. Just a casual chat with my mom and my cousins. One of the missionaries shared to me his favorite verse:
After the conversation, I felt more hopeful. We attended mass afterwards. And guess what? St. Augustine is wearing my color.The sufferings of this present time are not worthy to be compared with the glory that is to be revealed to us. -Romans 8:18-
Still…
October 22, 2008That part of my life ceased to haunt me in my dreams. But last night, the dream was clear. Just like the old times.
Sometimes, I wish I could exist in that dream…
Wish.
Ponder…
Now that I am absolutely doing nothing… I have more time to ponder. Can’t sleep. So here I am, browsing thru my old e-mails. Nakakatuwa. Nakakalungkot.
Well, things happen. Things we did not expect. Things we expect but hope wouldn’t happen.
But sometimes, all we can do is wish.
There may be things we don’t understand… expectations that were not met. We may ask for reasons. We may ask for time. We may ask for space.
We are given choices, and sometimes, the right ones are the hardest to make.
How do you know when how much is too much?
Too much too soon.
Too much information.
Too much fun.
Too much love.
Too much to ask…
And when is it all just too much to bear?







