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It’s been a good day February 15, 2010

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It’s been a good day, Lord.

I woke up in the morning after a full eight hour sleep. A warm breakfast shared with the hubby was blissful. There was no traffic jam to upset me as I headed for work. At the hospital, my co-workers were all-smiles even on a busy Monday.

Seeing patients was a pleasure. The joy from a woman’s heart radiated to her face as I told her there was nothing to worry about. I am privileged to be in a position where I could bring good news to the well and comfort to those in pain. A cousin dropped by to consult and I was humbled as he listened to my advice. A warm hug as thank you made my heart sing.

Now as I sit at the park watching my lively children play, I could almost hear the soft breeze as the sun begins to set.

Thank you, Lord, it’s been a good day.


For Glenn February 14, 2010

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Hi Sweetie, this is for you. Happy Valentine’s.

Valentine’s February 13, 2010

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Upon waking up, a good morning hug, a kiss on the neck, ” I love you sweetheart” and


Really, what more can a girl ask for? Happy Valentine’s everyone!

Crying over chestnuts February 11, 2010

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An uncle passed on recently. Uncle Freddie, 78 years old, is my Pa’s sister Aunt Prettie’s  husband for close to 50 years. At the wake, I came with Mommy. She was telling Aunt Prettie, albeit unhappily, welcome to the club ( of widows, that is.)

My Papa is the one and only man in my Mom’s life because she lost her father to the war when she was barely a year old. So Pa was in some ways more than a husband to her. She was her little girl, calling her “Nene” dearly. He spoiled her with the most expensive gifts he can afford. He was at her side in the most trying times of her life. For 35 years, he was at her side. Period. Ma was telling me how Pa used to drive her wherever she wanted to go and take her to places where she wanted to eat. At the dining table, he would cut pieces of meat for her, take off the shells off the crabs and pour water for her.  At Christmas time, I’d often see them huddled in one corner of the sofa, eating their favorite roasted chestnuts which Pa lovingly peeled for her.

Sometime after Pa’s passing 6 years ago, Ma was telling me how it is the seemingly little things that she missed about Pa.

Then that Christmas, I saw her huddled in the sofa, crying over chestnuts.

Hannah is funny February 4, 2010

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Hannah came up to me with a drawing of our family. She said ” Mom,  look for Momsy (lola Siony) in the picture.”

I said, ” Dear, how can you tell? All are stick figures.”

She said, ” Ano ka ba? She is the one naka-bend kasi di ba pag lola na, weak na yung bones?”

Look closely:

Oo nga naman. Hahaha!

Will log out for a while. Time to drink my milk. 🙂

Book love February 4, 2010

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My dearest friend Judith is coming from the States in a few weeks and look what she got for me:

I can’t wait!  Love you Juds! Mwa mwa!

Feb 2, 1996 February 2, 2010

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Remember 14 years ago, around 11 am, when you, in an old blue long sleeved shirt and slacks with me in my intern’s white blazer and white skirt, walked along the halls of Muntinlupa City Hall?  I was heavy with Martie, about 6 months in my belly. You were 25, I was 26.

Then we waited for the judge who was to marry us that same hour. The room was cold and dark, without any pretense of a decor to make us somehow enjoy the ceremony, right? No flowers, no music, nothing but the soft hum of the airconditioner. I had no bouquet, no veil, no make up. I had nothing that would make a bride feel beautiful.

We didn’t really know what we were getting into so we were scared, weren’t we? We loved each other but we were rushing in. We were stubborn and foolish. So there we were, anxious to get it all over with so I can go back  to the hospital for my 36 hour duty and you can go back to your training.

The words of the judge didn’t sink in. We did the customary I do’s, exchanged our cheap rings and kissed on the cheek. All was a blur. The two witnesses we had offered lunch but we refused because firstly, we had to go back to work and secondly, our money was just enough for 2 days baon. I numbed myself so I will not cry out of self pity.

It took us a few years to realize that we can’t go on “our” way without getting hurt in the process. So many trials, so many heartaches. We endured them, didn’t we, sweetheart? We loved each other and thought that was enough. Then when we thought we were hopeless,  we came to know the Lord. How liberating it was for us to get to know the God who is to be everything to us- Redeemer, Restorer, Healer, Provider, Helper, our Sanctuary.

Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Matthew 11: 28

From then on we refused to dwell on the loneliness of that day in 1996.

“But one thing I do: Forgetting what is behind and straining toward what is ahead.”  Philippians 3:13

From then on our hope was in the Lord.

“The LORD is my light and my salvation—
whom shall I fear?
The LORD is the stronghold of my life—
of whom shall I be afraid?” Psalm 27:1

“A righteous man may have many troubles,
but the LORD delivers him from them all;” Psalm 34:19

Remember one year ago, around 5 pm,when you in your new black suit with me in my exquisite gown and veil, walked the aisle of a lovely garden, to the soft music from a piano and a violin? All three children were there. You were 38, I was 39.

I love you, sweetheart, Happy Anniversary.

Dip and flowers February 1, 2010

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I made a healthy dip for the kids’ snack the other day.

Made of:  fresh basil leaves, cream cheese, ripe tomatoes, olive oil, garlic, little sugar, salt and pepper. Yum!

I spotted some wild flowers at the lot beside the nearby park. It’s amazing how a little bit of loveliness inside the house can uplift the mood.

Even Blessie enjoys the indoors:

Have a great week everyone!

Rules and then some February 1, 2010

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The children have long known the rules in this house but only as much as they hear Glenn and I say it, never really written. Now that all kids know how to read, I took time to write the house rules down.

We have negotiated the corresponding penalty (read: how many hits by the rod.)

For the moment all discipline seems painful rather than pleasant: later it yields the peaceful fruit of righteousness to those who have been trained by it. Hebrews 12:11

I read somewhere that cute as they are, children, like every human being, have the innate sinful nature.

No one taught them to be selfish but they tend to be. No one taught them to fight with each other, but they tend to. No one taught them to be lazy, but sometimes they are. They might grow up as such unless Glenn and I curb their attitudes and point them towards the right direction.

A hundred years from now it will not matter what my bank account was, the sort of house I lived in,

or the kind of car I drove …..  but the world may be different because I was important in the life of a child.

—- sign in front of Atlanta’s Scottish Rite Children’s Hospital

Quiet Sunday Afternoon January 24, 2010

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This is one of those days when all in the family can relax. We ate at the garden, by the pond.

Really simple home cooked food:  ham/cheese/mushroom pizzas , cucumber/tomato/tuna salad sandwiches and freshly baked cookies.

We had a nice time talking about Glenn’s upcoming oral exams, a planned weekend in March in Manila Pen for one of Glenn’s office conferences and a Subic trip in April.

Then the kids start fooling around:

These are stuff good family memories are made of. 🙂

No matter what you’ve done for yourself or for humanity, if you can’t look back on having given love and attention to your own family, what have you really accomplished?
— Elbert Hubbard