The Prom season

Yes …if you have not realized it yet, this is the season of Prom…

Belle, the prom queen; elegantly beautiful, yet, simple and modest.
Belle, the prom queen; elegantly beautiful, yet, simple and modest.

My eldest daughter is now in college..my second daughter is in her 8th grade; however, she was required to join as one of the observers…to have a glimpse of what will happen..A sort of preparation for next year…

The modestly and beautifully dressed girls from a distance. ..
The modestly and beautifully dressed girls from a distance. ..
A beautiful smile..from the sister and the students
A beautiful smile..from the sisters and the students

20140221_214436-1The event was held in a hotel…45  minutes drive away from home..as a consequence I have to send her to the hotel and of course wait patiently at the lobby. I would occasionally then visit their cafe to alternately grab a coffee and tea…

By 9 p.m. the band began to play .. I initially thought this is going to be one of those moments when I would quitely recall every single event in my life so as to ease my boredom.

Thankfully. ..this time it was different.

Let me tell you why:

For one, the hotel served a really good brewed coffee.  Grand Regale Hotel in Bacolod may not be the finest but I am delighted by the coffee they serve..I should know, I knew every bit about coffee. .

The coffee. ..the aroma brings back a lot of wonderful memories;  the taste warms my heart...
The coffee. ..the aroma brings back a lot of wonderful memories; the taste warms my heart…

Secondly, the band. I suppose they are an amateur band, but well..What better way to celebrate solitude than with music?…they’re a duo..the lead is a female and the guitarist is a male..the choices of songs were really great..it made me reconsider a singing career..

Third, to my surprise. …the ladies at the reception area ? (Five of them) were my former College students!!! and my oh my…they all remembered me..hearing them scream my name out loud…as an educator, it warms my heart to see my former students doing well in whatever chosen carreer they have. I am so happy seeing them happy and beautiful while enjoying what they are doing.

Fourth, I am glad to have found another affordable hotel within the city….Well at least, it changed my perception ….that only hotels with 5 stars alongside their names could make me enjoy a coffee break..

And lastly, the mothers…the moms…you could only imagine how happy the mothers are….seeing their daughters all dressed up beautifully for the event. In fact I bumped at a mom towards the end of the event in an emotional state. She was very happy.  So happy she was actually crying. She said; her daughter used to be a troubled teenager (she came from a different school); but now that she is enrolled in a Catholic school run by the FMA Sisters, she has improved and changed a lot… for the best!!!How amazing, isn’t?  What surprised me more was the fact that she admitted to me…. enrolling her daughter in an expensive private school is a lot of sacrifice in terms of finances, but she’s willing to sacrifice because she knew that this is something that will help her secure her daughter’s future. ..how noble. ..I admiringly salute this mom..How many more moms could do that?

The girls with the FMA Sisters..smiling beautifully. .."you are beautiful when you are simple, honest, modest and radiance in purity"...
The girls with the FMA Sisters..smiling beautifully. ..”you are beautiful when you are simple, honest, modest and radiance in purity”…

This is one wondeful night..a night filled with music..a night filled with sweet aromatic coffees. ..a night filled with beautiful stories of former students…a night filled with happy moms..a night filled with me;  just me in my table alone but happy. ..

Securely alone is a sign of happiness, contentment, and stability...in everything that you have and even in those things that you don't have...
Securely alone is a sign of happiness, contentment, and stability…in everything that you have and even in those things that you don’t have…

Oh by the way..this would have been more exciting if my beloved is seated right beside me making me blush by him simply stairing at me…yes I still do…

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Guys Listen Up…

I have been anticipating this my whole life as a mom of four girls; however,  I didn’t realize it would be like this…the day has finally arrived when my eldest daughter who’s in college gets to have her first formal male/guy/boy visitor at home…on valentines day.

Let me tell you what went wrong with the visit.

First,  it was unannounced. By this I mean he did not ask my daughter’s permission that he will come over.

      Tsk….tsk…tsk…Wrong move. She was too busy to even consider a visitor much more entertain someone who just came in crashing.

Second, he came along with some bunch of “bodyguards” (friends actually,  one being a cousin to my daughter).

         Tsk…tsk..Tsk…Another wrong move. For  someone who is strong, intelligent and driven college student like my daughter (modesty aside) .. it was a turn off.

Third, he came in prepared for a solo original performance of his life. Yes…you guess it right. He serenaded my daughter with an original composition. It was sweet and nice and romantic…but again…tsk…tsk…tsk..another wrong move.

          He scared her with his over the top romantic gesture. For a first time visit…I personally believed it was a bad idea..although in fairness he sang really well and the lyrics wasn’t even also bad.

Fourth, he was too prepared; and his actions were too choreographed.

         Well I am sure you will all agree with me if I say it is more comfortable to loosen up and just allow things to happen naturally.

Fifth, he came in with a traditional rose, chocolates and..necklace. .

          The first two items I might consider. ..the third. .I don’t understand. . Okay, I might be just too pathetic about the whole thing but come on..it was like ahhhhhh…

Lasty, and I think the gravest of all the wrong moves…he came in with a dedication written in the card that has been generically used by every boys on earth..

          Here’s what it says: “roses are red, this ink is blue; a girl stole my heart, I’m glad it’s you”………

Now guys…boys…men… tell me….

Isn’t it just right to ask  for permission when you visit a girl’s house? (Where is your courtesy?)

Isn’t it a sign of uncertainty to come over with a “bodyguard”? (What are you scared of?)

Isn’t it too “loud” to perform solo on a first visit? (Why show off when you can play it cool?)

Isn’t it awkward to come in prepared with all your “choreography? “(Haven’t you heard of “be cool”?)

Isn’t it scary to give valuable gifts on a first visit?  (What happens if you get busted, will you take it back or will the girl be obliged to give it back?)

And lastly, isn’t it pathetic to make use of a generic dedication which I bet have been used for generations? ( don’t you think its nice to write what’s in your heart?)

Well. .that’s just me…what he did might be fine with others but judging on my experiences and hearing from my friends. ..those were a “no..no..no”.

Nevertheless I wanted to say  that I think that boy is really nice and intelligent (am sure of this one). …he just need to restructure his moves next time..

The gifts....I didn't get a photograph of the chocolates;  one of my other daughters ate ot immediately after the boy left. Well what to do....It looked delicious,  she said..
The gifts….I didn’t get a photograph of the chocolates; one of my other daughters ate it immediately after the boy left.
Well what to do….It looked delicious, she said..

Love (end the day right)

The happy valentines banner my daughters made for me. Each hanging hearts contains a special love message
The happy valentines banner my daughters made for me. Each hanging hearts contains a special love message

It’s February 15…a day after Valentines Day…and well..again just like yesterday when I thought it woud be anothet ordinary day…I was wrong…again I woke up with my girls running around with a personalised banner..

Let me tell you what each heart says…

…I believe in love at first sight; I love my mom the first time I opened my eyes.

…others don’t believe in heroes; they haven’t met my dad.

…”dad, I may find my prince; but you will always be my king.”

…a daughter needs a dad to stand by her the day she marries;  to love her even if she fails; to comfort her when the rain falls.

Mom:

 age 10: “i love you”

 age 14: “my mom is so annoying”

age 18: ” I wanna leave the house”

age 25: ” mom, you were right”

age 30: “mom, forgive me”

age 50: ” I don’t wanna lose my mom”

age 70: ” I love my mom so much”

…love your mom, you’ll never get another. .

Beautiful reasons to celebrate love… as simple as that…

The hanging hearts
The hanging hearts

Love and… uhm… stuff

Here is a very simple yet relatable explanation of love…falling in love….getting hurt…and starting over again…

Cristian Mihai

It’s Valentine’s Day, and, well, Yahoo is offering lovers the chance to auto-compose romantic e-mails. They’re kind of funny, but I’m not sure how many of you want to send their loved ones the same e-mails as a thousand others.

Anyway, even if you hate this day (for various reasons), there’s one undeniable fact: “We make art because we are capable of love. We can feel our surroundings, not only touch them or see them or smell them or whatever. We can feel them on a level that doesn’t really make much sense. It’s like… some people choose to think that they’re sad because it’s raining outside, while others believe that it’s raining because they’re sad.”

It’s really nice to fall in love. There’s not much I can say other than that. There’s hope and courage and strength for those who love truly. If you’re not in love, I hope…

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Love (Start the Day Right)

The beautifully decorated white roses which woke me up in the morning
The beautifully decorated white roses which woke me up in the morning

Love is such a complicated issue…thing…topic..feeling….(we may refer it that way..) But just as i thought that this Love Day could just pass by like any other ordinary day… I was wrong..

I woke up with a knock at my door…it was my eldest daughter…i thought it was just one of those moments when she would  ask me..what to wear…what’s for breakfast…will you drive me to school?…will you pick me up later?…..

As i opened the door..i got a big hug from her…with a huge bunch of white roses…ahhhh..its Valentine’s Day…

My three other girls came over…with a chorus..”start the day right”….”happy Valentine’s Day Mom”….

How on earth where they able to hide from me that bunch of roses? We live in the same house after all.. and it is so early to even run to a flower shop and buy…well..that’s LOVE….love in its most simple way…

This morning was a manifestation of the fact that LOVE can never really be complicated…my children made it easier for me…

They always amazed me with their “skills” in coming up with a great surprises; and yes i was really surprised..as of this writing i still can’t figure out how they kept that flower from me overnight…

Well..i guess i shouldn’t be worrying about it anymore…after all..when you Love someone; you’ll find a way..and i suppose i witnessed that kind of love from my children…

And oh by the way did i mention, i guess my husband paid for that roses…

Happy Valentine’s Day Everyone…

last year's Valentine's Day my kids gave me this
last year’s Valentine’s Day my kids gave me this
the poem my little girl wrote for me last year's Valentine's Day
the poem my little girl wrote for me last year’s Valentine’s Day