love that is hidden is false, love that is a pretension is a farce. love that can't come out is a lie, love that is all these is not magic. love that is like this is definitely a play... so make it a challenge to your love, prove it and let's come out in the open if your love is true and he's really worthy of your love :) another take of love on this coming month of hearts... there are so many kinds of love and it is so easy to give it if you think about it. be kind, put on your precious smile. pray and have respect for your fellow man. life is short, let's discard hate and embrace love :) i know it is easy to say but it's very hard to do...now maybe i can go for a really true blogging hiatus...blogging is like a smoking habit i came to conclude. it is a habit that is hard to curtail, a real challenge. so if you win it, it is definitely a very joyous occasion...
God can open doors that no man can shut, and He can also close doors that no man can open! ...a quote to live by...
a colorful life...
as i turn back the years and reminisce, my life is filled with colors, less gray and black but more of the pinks, greens and reds... i was born in paco, manila at clinica lopez my mader said. did you know that amorsolo came from paco. this beloved filipino painter is a contradiction. his name meant one love but i think he had two wives, so there you go...
when i was young my favorite play is cooking time. with playmates, we used to murder the young gumamela leaves with a blade and cut them into slices for a gumamela leaves stew. i had no inkling that i am hurting the poor plant. now that i am a gardener in a lesser scale i really am not happy with that playtime. we lived in manila till i was six. when i was ready for elementary grades we went back to the province where rice fields are considered as wide gardens in my view. so for the next ten years in elementary and high school i am a farm girl who really did not do farm work but i am surrounded with chickens, goats, water buffalo, rice fields, trees and beautiful nature where our water supply comes from an inner spring well. very, very cool. we could have had a big farm and huge rice fields on my dad's side of the family but his dad my grandfather was sold with a fake illusion in the mindanao dream that is called the land of promise then. he sold the huge family land in exchange for a piece of the land of promise in mindanao. but lo and behold he was swindled and it is not true. they just took his money and gave him fake land title in mindanao. when he got there, there was no dream land. now all his children were left to fend for themselves...
well, i had a little brain if you must know, laughs. this might had helped me somehow in what will become my future life... i graduated valedictorian in the elementary grades and i had the highest grade point average in high school in that last grading period posted in that honor roll board out of more than 200 students divided in 4 sections. so after ten years in the province now i am 16 ready for college but with no money. here comes my mom's sister who cooks for a very rich spanish multi millionaire family in san lorenzo village in makati. i was told that if i can help her mop the floor, wash the dishes, prepare stuffs for cooking, clean our senorita's room and serve when their children ate lunch and dinner. so for a free place to stay while i take computer classes at manila data in cubao to be a computer programmer but that did not bode well. i am not a computer nerd. where are you steve jobs, then? so i stopped school and our senorita asked what happened. i told her that computer is not my thing. she asked me what would i like to take and i told her that i want to be a teacher which she did not like. she said that teachers, they don't make money which is a pity and then she suggested how about taking nursing at UST. and the rest is history. i am very blessed and very, very lucky...
so the poor, the middle class, and the very rich, i've seen them all... that made my life very colorful i think and gave me life's perspective. and now i live in the greatest country in the world... to be in what i am now i have to wake up early in the morning around 3 am to do school work. i have to do household help duties. so i sacrificed a lot... now it is time for me to live the life of my dreams... on the beach, on the farm with family, relatives and friends... in manila for a few weeks and in the states for the rest of the year. so i should be happy then you would think. but every now and then i am not for people look down on michael, my special, autistic boy and that makes me very, very sad and upset, but... when i think that michael is named after a saint that protects the kingdom of God from the devil, i smile :) we really do not know why our lives have its own twists and turns. sometimes you like the ride, other times you don't. but that is life with its spices of bitter and sweet... so we have to adjust to be able to survive...
God can open doors that no man can shut, and He can also close doors that no man can open! ... indeed :) ... if God wills it, it will happen for you as it did to me... thank you God :)
