http://www.dogheirs.com/larne/posts/1677-heroic-mother-dog-saves-her-puppies-from-blazing-house-fire
I got so touched with this mother dog story. A mother is always a mother no matter what race or creature she belongs. No danger or circumstances will keep her from loving and caring her children. The more I mature the more I appreciated my Mama for the sacrifices she has done and is still doing for us. Even those children who needs motherly love, she wholeheartedly extended her care to them. My mama is and will always be my hero.
'just yearning for a place where i can let it all out, with no reservations, no holding back. 'just yearning for a place where my voice is being listened to, my ideas are valued, my secrets are kept. 'just yearning for a place where i can be me openly, and not be afraid of rejections. 'just yearning for a place where i am appreciated, my imperfections overlooked. 'just yearning for a place where i can build my world, with hopes and dreams.. and faith.
Tuesday, August 14, 2012
Monday, August 6, 2012
Window of my Childhood Memories
When I look at those two round
marbles it was like looking directly at my brother's eyes. It gives me a
strange nostalgic feeling of being transported back to my childhood
years.
Fragments of memories keep flashing
in my mind.
The house near the railway, watching
television outside the window of our neighbor, swimming in the river,
collecting shells at the shore, climbing trees
- these memories bring aching
nostalgic feeling and I don't know why.
It was so different then.
We were dirt poor. Our house near the
railway had no comfort room, no electricity and water supply.
Oftentimes, we eat with no viand. We
instead mix our rice with oil and salt.
It was an extremely simple life but I
remember it well - we were happy.
Those moments when we know nothing of
difficulties, our thoughts uncorrupted with secular knowledge, where my parents
can do everything for us - everything was perfect.
It was childhood.
It was the only moment where our
smiles reflect true and pure happiness. I truly miss those years.
I only have bits of scattered
memories.
Inevitably, along with maturity comes
experiences of pain, thoughts corrupted and polluted by worldly knowledge -
these things scar our smiles.
I can only wish to smile that way
again - the smile of innocence
- the smile of genuine happiness.
- the smile of genuine happiness.
Sunday, June 24, 2012
Atheist and the Lost Hope
Click the link to read:
Why Atheism Won’t Succeed in the Philippines
http://getrealphilippines.com/blog/2012/06/why-atheism-wont-succeed-in-the-philippines/
I
have always admired good writers. I think they are brilliant people,
especially those who are strongly opinionated and write with full conviction. The author of this article is an example of a good
writer. I have followed several of his blog entry. However, after reading
this. I could not stop myself from thanking God for not making me as brilliant or as intellectual as this
writer. Otherwise, I could have joined their religion "atheists".
I wish to refute and dispute his arguments. I want to prove to him that
God is real. But it's pointless to introduce God to a man who doesn't
know what FAITH is. Every person believes in something. It is a choice.
Others believe that they are a reincarnation and after death they will
be reincarnated again. Others believe that after death nothing comes.
However, nobody can prove that what they are believing is 100% true.
Just as religion has no enough evidence to convince everybody that God
is true, likewise, atheists have no enough reason to prove that God is
not true.
Modern day requires hard scientific evidence to prove something.
Otherwise certain beliefs will be reduced to a hypothesis or a
legend/myth. Thus, it is wise to say that nobody is certain when it
comes to religion. On my part however, I am as lost as anybody else. But
in the midst of my uncertainty I found the urge to believe in
something. Weighing things down I imagine how my life ends. I am walking
at a tunnel and it ends in two ways. The first one, not to believe in
God: at the end of the tunnel there is total nothingness. The second
one, to believe in God: at the end of the tunnel, sweet heaven and music
and eternal peace..and..so on.. is waiting for me. The first way offers
emptiness. The second way, speaks of a word that
every one of us is holding onto "HOPE." Yes, I am uncertain but I always have hope. This hope pushes my feet to trod the way where the tunnel ends with God waiting for me." This is what I choose to believe.
Faith and Hope, two things that I can never give up, two things atheists lack.
Faith and Hope, two things that I can never give up, two things atheists lack.
Wednesday, March 28, 2012
Married Life (Part 2)
(FYI: I am a woman. Therefore I am entitled to have insecurities with my body. As we all know women and body insecurities -- these two are inseparable. Every woman should not be ashamed of this, unless it has become an obsession.... :P)
My husband and I talking about my boobies
Me: I wish my boobs were bigger!
My Husband: Why do u want big breasts? Don't you know big breasts easily sag when women hit 30s? And its not a good site when it does.
Me: Really??
My Husband: Yeah, I think yours are fine.
Me: (smiling widely, thinking I may not have been blessed with big bosom, but I'm blessed with the sweetest husband..:D)
My husband and I talking about my boobies
Me: I wish my boobs were bigger!
My Husband: Why do u want big breasts? Don't you know big breasts easily sag when women hit 30s? And its not a good site when it does.
Me: Really??
My Husband: Yeah, I think yours are fine.
Me: (smiling widely, thinking I may not have been blessed with big bosom, but I'm blessed with the sweetest husband..:D)
Saturday, March 17, 2012
Married Life (Part 1)
Me and My Husband: Talking about my greatest insecurity on my body --my Legs
Me: i really don't like my legs, they're so thin, they look like chopsticks!!
My Husband: why do u say that? don't u know a lot of girls envy you for that?
Me: envy?? why is that?
My Husband: well, a lot of women have big, fat legs and their problem is how to have slim legs like yours.
Me: (wearing a big smile, thinking this is one of the reasons why i love my husband so much, isn't he sweet..?? hayss.. it feels really good to be in love..:D)
Me: i really don't like my legs, they're so thin, they look like chopsticks!!
My Husband: why do u say that? don't u know a lot of girls envy you for that?
Me: envy?? why is that?
My Husband: well, a lot of women have big, fat legs and their problem is how to have slim legs like yours.
Me: (wearing a big smile, thinking this is one of the reasons why i love my husband so much, isn't he sweet..?? hayss.. it feels really good to be in love..:D)
Sunday, February 19, 2012
My Heart's Prayer
I hardly read books now other than my textbooks. Last week, I was so fed up with making my report, I opened my e-books and found this one. I thought it better to share this passage. I've been reading this everyday since.
"The supreme prayer of my heart
is not to be learned, rich, famous, powerful, or good,
But simply to be radiant.
I desire to radiate health, cheerfulness,
calm, courage, and good will.
I wish to live without hate, whim,
jealousy, envy, fear.
I wish to be simple, honest, frank,
natural, clean in mind, and clean in body,
unaffected-ready to say "I do not know," if it be so,
and to meet all men on an absolute equality,
to face any obstacle and meet every difficulty unabashed
and unafraid.
I wish other to live their lives, too
-up to their highest, fullest and best.
To that end I pray that I may never meddle, interfere,
dictate, give advice that is not wanted,
or assist when my services are not needed.
If I can help people, I'll do it by giving them a chance
to help themselves; and if I can uplift or inspire,
let it be by example, interference, and suggestion,
rather than by injunction and dictation.
That is to say, I desire to be radiant
- to radiate life."
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