Choices (part 2)

Life is not a game of chance,

nor a lot of great circumstances.

Life is not even a bed of roses,

nor a bag of chocolates.

Life is indeed a matter of good choices

and how to make the best ones.

 

 

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My choices in life may have not been really the best ones. I must honestly say I have had my own share of bad choices. But as my life progresses I was able to turn those bad choices into the best ones thus making me the best possible person I am.

My mother taught me the basics of discernment. It was with her that I realized that things don’t just happen; but it happens because we make it happen no matter how much we intellectualized or rationalized that it is beyond our capacity as human beings. But she said….that is why we were gifted with the power to discern. The dictionary defines discernment as to the ability to reveal insights and understand.  Exactly why we need to empower ourselves with discernment. This will usher us to make the right choices.

 

1. I choose FAITH

I am not a very religious person. I am not even the type you see in the church all the time. I am not the one who also memorizes every single prayer there is. I also am not the typical middle-age woman in a veil going to mass. But I say, I choose to believe in GOD. I choose to believe that HE is powerful and thus HE is responsible for all that I am.

2. I choose HAPPINESS

As I have mentioned, life is not a bed of roses. It can be bad, it can be sad, it can be lonely, it can be worst……but if we choose happiness no amount of bad, lonely, sad, worst situation can make us reject the fact that life is what we make it after all…

We all surely have gone through a lot of rough, bumpy roads…who didn’t? but if we only learn to see the good in even the worst situation….LIFE would be GREAT… remember, happiness is simply a choice; loneliness is simply optional.

3. I choose THANKFULNESS

An ungrateful heart always leaves us feeling miserable. If we carry on with ungratefulness, no matter what we have, no matter what happens we would – it would never always be enough.

4. I choose POSITIVENESS

Blessed Laura Vicuna said, “smile always and suffer silently”…Her life is a wonderful example of how someone could turn a negative situation into something positive; an example of cheerfulness amidst heartaches.

We don’t have to be saints to be positive. As they say, if we only see life “as a glass full rather than half empty” then we would have the power to change our lives for the better for good.

5. I choose AWARENESS

Awareness in everything that we do, awareness in everything that we can’t do, awareness in every talent that we have, and awareness in the fact that we were all made unique.

We need to be aware of every situation we are in and what led us into it; it is by then that we see if we are leading towards sin…or towards a life anchored in God.

 

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How about you?…

Summer on a Rainy Day

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Not long after you were born

summer arrives,

flowers bloom

as nature prepares itself

for a month-long of

sunshine….

You are dependable, friendly

and happier than others;

“the happier you are the

more joy you will share with

the world around you”

that’s what you always say.

You never wanna be famous

or filthy rich

but hey, you were born along

Mark Zuckerberg and John F. Kennedy;

unbelievably amazing

we always thought…

I loved your silly quirky smile

as you received my little

“do it myself” card

“you’re the sweetest”

you’ll say

it melts my heart always.

I never like outdoor

nor the beach but

you always wanna celebrate there

so I went with my swimsuit

and sandals every year

only because you insist…

It’s not your birthday yet dad

but I missed you.

and I remembered you.

you would have been 66 this year;

thinking of you feels like summer

on a rainy day……

 

 

 

 

 

In the Silence of my Heart

In the silence of my heart and from a distance my prayer today goes out to a really dear friend who’s son passed away.

“Every man’s life ends the same way. It is only the details of how he lived and how he died that distinguish one man from another.”

―Ernest Hemingway

Silenced (Triple Haiku)

 

Adored you I wept
In the silence of my heart
I whispered and sighed

I sat beside you
Not a word even to say
Let me walk away

I will trudge through there
That long narrow road, I’ll be
Walk with me my love

 

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Goodbye Zoe (Poem for Zoe )

I am reblogging this post. Zoe just passed away today after 8 months of fighting for her life she is finally now in heaven.
My daughter and the rest of her friends are saddened by this.

May you watch over us, Zoe…

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I have a very heartbreaking story to tell. My youngest daughter who is 12 years old has a bestfriend of 6 years. Her name is Zoe.

Zoe has been diagnosed with ovarian cancer (yes a 12 year old girl with an ovarian cancer).. she underwent surgery last February 2016. Unfortunately, her situation worsened since then. After several chemotherapy sessions, blood transfusions and other medical procedures; the doctors decided not to go through another surgery anymore.

Currently, Zoe has gone bald. There has been water retention in her body making her look like a pregnant young woman.

I cannot imagine how her family is coping.

As a mom myself i am deeply saddened by this. My daughter and Zoe literally grew up together.

This afternoon my daughter ask me to critic a poem she wrote for Zoe.

ALWAYS HERE FOR YOU

No matter what happens
No one will forget you
No…

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That Summer Morning

On a cold summer morning

I got my phone ringing.

Thinking it was a prank

I ignored and stared at a blank.

A return call message I received

I dialed, hoping I am not deceived.

I heard someone on the other line

Sobbing, crying, weeping.

“He’s gone”, was all I can hear

I wept, I cried ’till I can’t bear.

‘Twas that summer morning

I heard the news of you leaving.

You left without saying goodbye

It broke my heart in pieces, I could die.

The sun was shining

But the rain came pouring.

Every drop of the rain

Is every drop of my pain.

Will someone wakes me up

“You’re dreaming, get up”.

But reality holds true

You’re gone, didn’t know what to do.

Today I woke up with a raindrop falling

A reminder of how much I am longing.

For I remembered, every drop of the rain

Is every drop of my pain.

It’s been seven years dad

And I still felt bad.

On that cold summer morning

You left me while it was raining.

I miss you dad, please come back.

 

 
P.S.

The day I started my summer rain theme, was the same day I didn’t know what to write, and the very same day the first heavy summer rain fell.
As the rain came pouring, I kept writing.
Its been a month though.
You all enjoyed my summer rain theme as much as I enjoyed writing them.
Little did I know that this is not just simply about inspiration to write..or a spike for my stats…or a way to touch your hearts.

Today I woke up with a promise I’d move on to another theme.

But then I opened my window curtain and saw the raindrops falling.

And it hit me…

On this very same occasion seven years ago as I opened my window curtain looking at the summer rain falling, that I was told my dad, passed away.

Now I understand where my “summer rain” theme came all the way.

Thanks, Dad you never left me all along.

You lead me to this day. On your death anniversary. As I write each poem. I poured out every single emotion there was in me. That today, I felt a lot better. Better than those early years you were gone.

Thanks, Dad… you truly are amazing..even when you are gone!!!

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