Love You Very Much

How often do you say I love you? To some of us saying I love you is so easy but for some that I know its not. They have to take all the courage to utter those words to their loved ones. I used to be one of them but I was lucky enough to have met people who have taught me that these three words should not be kept inside but should be said out loud.

My first teacher was GMEP. I befriended her during my freshmen days in UP. She was my school mate in high school, we had common friends but we dont belong to the same circle of friends. She had her own circle of friends while I was with my kinder-elementary-highschool-to-forever friends (my all for one one for all friends). I didn’t expect that I would be spending my college life with her. My college life was a different experience and I owe it to her. She was not afraid to show her affection – my exact opposite. She exudes warmth and it is contagious. She was not afraid to say I love you – to a friend, to a family member even to the opposite sex (ahem, no squealing for GMEP!) And I sort of adapted from her the congeniality and learned from her that it wont hurt you if you say I love you.

Today, my teacher is my son. Last night I went home late because my gym hours got extended. So we didn’t have much playtime. He asked me to sit beside him. This was our conversation

LF: Mommy tabi (pointing to the spot beside him)

Me: Ok. What do you want?

LF: Sit. (still pointing to the spot beside him) Play ayo. (Lets play)

Me: Ok. (so I sat beside him)

LF: Mommy babu ery much (love you very much)

Me: Love you too babey.

Saying I love you definitely didn’t hurt. In fact it has healed me. It has erradicated all the stress in my system – including the mucscle pains!

Second Chances

Do you have those moments before going to bed at night where you think about the happenings of the day that was and wished you could have done certain things differently? Have you ever tried to kneel down and pray and asked Him for a second chance? I am sure at one point in our busy lives we have asked for second chances.

Those who got their second chances were lucky or should I say blessed. But for those who didn’t it felt like the world is against them. Just recently, someone close to me was both given and denied of a second chance. Why both? As the saying goes, when a door closes another opens. I have realized whenever shit happens hope afloats and I have proved it maybe not in my own life but in the lives of the people around me.

Second chances are disguised in ugly packaging sometimes so we have to ask Him to give us our second chance, the right one for us. As what my mentor would often tell me, pray for it, ask for it and give it all up to Him and you will be shown the way.

So to you my friend, I suggest that you do this: take the load off your shoulders, leave your regrets behind, stop looking at the door that has closed behind you because they will never open it up for you again. Look ahead because your second chance is there right infront of you. But remember to pray before you grab it.

All For One, One For All

I was browsing thru friendster and found this pic in one of the photo albums of my friends.

This was taken 6 years ago and this was the last time that we had a reunion. All 5 of us got together for C’s wedding. Well, we had no choice but to be present on her wedding or else she will hate us forever. Looking at this pic brings back the old times. We have been friends since Kindergarten. We might have different circle of friends but we made sure that we ate our lunches together and went home together.

We’ve had numerous fights and tampuhan moments but we stayed by each other’s side during the hard times. I really dont know when we will have our next reunion, L and G are already living abroad but I hope that despite the distance we will still remain friends and hopefully our sons and daughters will continue this friendship.

P.S. Dear Hubby, here’s the evidence of that fateful day...look at my attire you think its my intention to go swimming that day?

Begin Again

I got this from the net. Sorry cant find the author's name. But this is really good.

BEGIN AGAIN

One of the best things we can do in our lives is this:Begin again.

Begin to see yourself as you were

When you were the happiest and strongest you've ever been.

Begin to remember what worked for you(and what worked against you),

And try to capture the magic again.

Begin to remember how natural it was when you were a child --

To live a lifetime each day.

Begin to forget the baggage you have carried with you for years:

The problems that don't matter anymore,

The tears that cried themselves away,

And the worries that are going to wash away

On the shore of tomorrow's new beginnings.

Tomorrow tells us it will be here every new day of our lives;

And if we will be wise,

We will turn away from the problems of the past

And give the future -- and ourselves -- a chance

To become the best of friends.

Sometimes all it takes is a wish in the heart to let yourself ..

Begin again.

It's Monday once againg hope you start your week right...let us all begin again.

Signing In

Time is so scarce for me these days so I am having a hard time to sit down in front of the computer to blog when I get home. Lance will always call my attention to play with him - until the wee hours.

Since his 2nd birthday he has made a lot of progress. I can pick the top 5.

So here's my list.

1. He sleeps on his own bed now.
2. He is becoming more and more talkative and can speak in sentences
3. He can sing the alphabet song and twinkle twinkle straight without my help
4. Before he sleeps he returns his toys in his toy box. "Mommy keep toys."
5. He knows when to say excuse me, please and sorry. He even gets mad when someone barges into his territory without saying "excuse me"

Time flies so fast. And as I watch him grow I am happy and worried at the same time. Happy because he's grown up smart but worried that the outside world would be harsh to him.

But when he says "Mommy babu ery much" (translate: Mommy love you very much) all my worries would vanish and with added strength I say to myself "Don't worry son I will always be here holding your hand"