thought of flights

During times at work when I would like to rest for a while, I would always find myself surfing for flight schedule and fare. Husband and I have not yet finalized on the date when we have to leave this motherland, but one thing we are sure of, we are going to spend Christmas and New Year here, with our families.

We are looking for the cheapest fare, wherein the schedule would allow us to leave on a late afternoon of Friday (or perhaps on a Friday night), so that whoever would pick us up from the airport of our destination would not have to go on a work leave just to meet us up. Plus, it will give us two days (Saturday and Sunday) to acquaint ourselves with our new community.

Thinking about these things gives me a mix of emotions… I am excited because finally, the thing that we have been working on had already materialized, but at the same time, I feel kind of sad because we will be leaving behind everything that I have lived with and lived for, for the last thirty-two years of my life.

But that’s life. We oftentimes make decisions that we believe would lead us to the best of things. And in all these, we pray that we have the anointing of the Lord that we are following the path He has chosen for us to take on.

Happy 56th!

to the person who loves me unconditionally... who cares for me tirelessly... who guides me unendingly...

to the person I love dearly... I respect highly...

A VERY HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!

Mama, "thank you" will never be enough to let you know how much I am grateful for everything you have done for us. I am who I am because you are who you are. I love you so much!!! Happy Birthday! :)

he is sick. :(

This is the first time in 3 years, 3 months and 17 days that we have been together that Husband has been this sick. It's nothing serious, I hope, but he is down with recurring abdominal pain and fever.

When the person who has always been taking care of me is now the one being taken care of, I feel a bit challenged and concerned. Am I taking care of him the way I should? Am I looking after him as frequent as I am supposed to?

The bedroom he is in is just a few steps away from where I sit now. I am keeping the room door open just in case he would call on me to come to his side. I do not want to stay at his bedside for I may not hold myself from continuously caressing his face or his arms to feel if his temperature is shooting up, and that would wake him up.

Again, I hope his medical condition is not anything serious... hopefully it's just caused by fatigue or by anything he had eaten or drank yesterday.

Please join me in praying that he'd feel better really soon. He is not used to being sick... neither am I.

rain, rain go away...

the weather has been crazy lately... if there's one day in August when the weather would be perfect, i wish that'd be on the 15th, because it's Mama's 56th. :)

Bull-e

One Saturday morning when husband and I were driving along San Rafael Street in Mandaluyong, we passed by a man walking his bulldog. Though I am not really fond of dogs because I’m really scared of them, I found the one we saw cuddly and cute. And then I told Husband that if I were to have a dog, it would be a bulldog.

Instantly that day, Husband decided to buy me one. I felt like a kid again! I was so excited, and before I relized it, I was all over our new pet, Bull-e (name inspired by Wall-e). Bull-e sleeps with us and goes with us when we go on trips. Should we need to leave him behind, we always make sure that he lies comfortably in bed before we go. There are even times when we really talk to him as if we’re talking to a baby. We are just so inlove with Bull-e. I wish he gets to stay with us for a lifetime.

Here, see one of Bull-e’s pictures.

Isn’t he adorable?

By the way, have I mentioned that Bull-e’s just a stuffed toy???

to do or not to do...

To procrastinate, as defined by Inspiration’s Word Guide, is to put off (an action, decision, or the like) needlessly; postpone.

I have been guilty of procrastination for the longest time. Be it in doing the littlest of things such as tidying my bags in the cabinet or updating my blog, I always seem to have an excuse for the delay of my actions.

But several weeks ago though, embarrassing as it may be to admit, I had experienced the consequences of my procrastination. It lead me to stressful days and nights, which I could not complain of because I know for a fact that it’s nobody’s fault but mine.

Blessedly enough, I was still able to pull it through, learning the lessons that I should have learned long time back. Though there are still bits and pieces of the aftermath of my deeds that I need to work on, I am glad that things are starting to go smoothly, being able to finish one task after the other.

Thank God for the Spirit... though it’s entirely my doing to be caught in those stressful times, I never felt weak.