~ Kahlil Gibran. Sand and Foam. 1926. ~
Questions…
August 21, 2008…without answers:
if there is no reason to cause havoc in a relationship, would you do so just to make it a little spicy?
if there is no reason to doubt, but your intuition is annoying you, would you be honest to share your feelings?
if there is no reason to doubt, would you check on his personal email just to get through him?
if there is no reason to hurt the one loved, would you not risk being the one hurt in the process?
the questions seemed unending and the process is in a loop. yet, the moment you start answering these questions could really shake some solid ground.
and that’s the very reason why:
i don’t want to ask.
Mothering
August 15, 2008
they call me Mommy — my kids
sher calls me Mudz.
joan calls me Mudra.
Angel, my MIS boy, calls me ‘Ma’am’ but introduces me to his colleagues as “Mommy ko dito yan!” (my in-house mom).
High School Reunion ‘8888′
August 11, 2008my mascian batchmates had a grand reunion last friday — 8888.
what started as a funny loop in the yahoogroup cascaded into something grand. my inbox was literally filled up with posts and invites about the grand reunion. some people i know in my not-so-distant past was there, but most are just names to me (you know i am stupid with names, and bad correlating them with faces!).
the meeting place was in bar along H.V. Dela Costa, partly owned by a batchmate. a friend (now a lawyer) who happens to be in my Friendster list concurred her attendance. an ex-crush (haha!) pledged a bottle of tequila. some replies were sent over iPhones. some were self-made individuals, lawyers, businessmen, doctors, living a lush lifestyle… geesh.
now who’s getting green???!!!
Chloe turns 10!
August 5, 2008 
yes, my girl…
this mommy-mimic little lady turned 10 today!
how time flies…
once she was just a speck of a being inside my womb — slithering, dancing in a capsule until she found light. and now she’s a little lady!
being a mother of a little girl was not easy. i was not spared from fear, anxiety over her growing up years. i had doubts of her independence and decisions, yet i had to nurture her potential and capacities. being a woman myself, i know how it felt to get swayed with emotions, hence, make haste decisions in the offing. one has to be well-grounded to pull off the trick perfectly, and with time.
as for Chloe, there is no perfect concoction, no perfect formula for a successful parenthood. experience will teach her the lessons in time. my function is just to backstop, support her, bandage her wounds if necessary, and fill her up with theories about life.
her life will be about all her decisions.
10 Reasons why Chloe makes me Proud…
Celebrating 10
August 4, 2008Luigi and I celebrated our 10th wedding anniversary last July 27.
celebrating 10 years ought to be grand, ought to be extra special, ought to be memorable… and guess what???
IT WASN’T.
nothing special, grand or extra-memorable happened, except probably that we were totally broke on that day. god knows how hard we tried to make things work for the day to at least be a little festive, but alas, none of the plans we made was fulfilled.
Bo Sanchez, in his blog wrote this very meaningful question that rocked my whole system:
What do you do when your best plans don’t happen?
What do you do when God seems not to answer your prayer?
What do you do when you get hurt, disappointed, and fail?
What do you do when your fondest dreams are dashed to pieces?”
