Holy Week 2010
Friday, April 2, 2010
Brotherly love. It’s what Holy Week is all about. We dwell so much on the hurt that we do not notice how He always tries to ease us of our burdens.
FEBRUARY 23, 2010
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
It’s been months since I last seriously wrote something worth reading. Lots have changed. I am with a new company now handling the same post but with added responsibility. It might seem easy since it wasn’t much of an adjustment since work is relatively the same. But honestly, it was quite hard for me, especially now that I’m living alone. It gets harder just thinking about how I’d be able to save, where I’d get my lunch, and until where can my money be stretched. It gets harder still when I realize I’ve got no one to personally talk to or laugh with. However, just thinking about how much I’m gaining from the experience far outweighs it difficulties. As cliché as it may seem but the life I’m living now has made me more independent, self-reliant, and fearless.
Alone on December 16
Friday, December 25, 2009I am writing this in my rented bedspace. I am all alone in this make-shift attic. I could hear the noisy rumble of metals as they hit together in the nearby MRT station. I could barely see the heads of people walking, waiting for the next train. I hear the nonstop blowing of horns in EDSA, which is a few steps away from this home away from home. I miss my family. This is not the first time I am away from my family. I worked in Cebu for five months without ever going home. I also rented a bedspace in Taguig for several months, going home only twice a month. There is really no problem in me being away from home. It’s just that, in the last six months, I’ve never left home. I’ve never left our house for 24 hours. I miss the comforts of taking warm baths, going online for five to six hours straight, watching my favorite shows on cable TV, and eating the most mouthwatering homemade dishes ever invented. I miss telling my mom how my day went. I miss seeing my dad’s face become animated as I tell him my day’s misadventures and my work’s frustrations. I miss playing with my nephew. I miss watching him run around the house and talk in various languages that is yet to be discovered by humans. I miss hanging around with my brother and sister-in-law, eating out, having midnight ice cream sessions, and watching whatever is on TV at 1AM. I miss calling my sister, brother-in-law, and nephew in the States. I miss hearing my sister’s runts about her work and all the people in it. I miss hearing my nephew talk about his overused Wii and fascination with Manny Pacquiao. I miss playing jokes on my younger sister. Hay… This is the consequence of the bliss I feel from the independence I get from living alone in the city. Sometimes, as my mind wanders and my heart yearns, I ask myself if it’s all worth it. Deep within my soul, I hear out the answer. It is more than what I think it’s worth because, a t the end of the day, when I look back, I realize that I could never learn as much as I do now if I stayed in the comforts of home. I know that the things I will learn by staying at home could be learned in a few days in this solitary bedspace of mine.
Happy Christmas Everyone!
Thursday, December 24, 2009Have a happy Christmas everyone. May the spirit of Christmas be in our hearts today and always. Cheers!
