Thy will be done

Thank you Lord! Praise be your name for the good things in my life and i pray for all the bad things that i may surpass. for guiding me. for protecting me. for saving me. Your grace is sufficient enough.

It is your will dear Lord, not mine :)

25 minutes too late

Hope never dies

I was thinking of hope to let it die. I kept on repeating, "Die Hope, die. You are no good to me. Please die". Yet, i was dreaming of it, telling me that hope will surely stay.

Music and Lines

I'm a great lover of music but i value more the lyrics. I only have 4 tracks on my list:

•  The Bridge Song by Dishwalla band

           I don't know where to go so I guess I have to fly
          I'll have to dream of all good things before I  die
          So where to go, Lord, I guess I'll have to fly
          I'll have to dream of all good things before I die

• Hiding My Heart by Brandi Carlile

• This is how the story went
  I met someone by accident
  Who blew me away
  Blew me away

• Let Go of Her Hand by Right the Stars band

• Somethings were not meant to be forever
  Somethings we were never meant to keep
  And sometimes I would really love to stay and watch her dream
  But I don't think it's time to go to sleep
  
  fall away for the moment
  take in all the love I can
  close my eyes
  than let go of her hand

• In Your Arms by the Last Goodnight band

• You are the most beautiful thing I've every seen in my entire life
  You are the most beautiful thing these eyes have seen
  
  I will fall asleep here in your arms
  Every breath that you take breaks my heart

Gift of limits

Dear Jan,

Give yourself the gift of limits. Just because you're allergic to conflicts you won't speak your opinions. Don't fear in angry and intimidating person and don't you ever allow yourself to be abused by controllers. Build yourself a boundary towards harmful habits and harmful people.

Love yourself more and remember give yourself the gift of limits.

Love,

Me

stop writing your past

I have a problem in the area of detachment.

Missing Tatay on Father's Day

We always celebrated father's day. This day meant creating greeting cards, buying cakes and ice creams, and some cheesy phone calls. I remembered my childhood days, our mother forced us to make cards for our tatay no matter how much i don't like it.

My father died six years ago but during this special day that i missed him the most. I remembered him tying my hair into ponytail. He likes me seeing that way. I remembered him looking at me without saying a word. I remembered him, smiling at me. I remembered our last talk, our last travel. I remembered the last time he got mad at me cos i want to be with my friends rather than accompanying him.

Among all of his children, I know i am his favorite. From the moment i was born i am my father's delight. Sometimes i dream of him yet every time it happened i can only saw his face and i cannot hear his voice.

I have't said i love him.