Sabi ng marami, "Pag mahal ka, babalikan ka." Pero hanggang kailan ka aasa? Hanggang kailan ka maghihintay? Paano kung may mahal na siyang iba? Kailan magiging handa ang puso mo na magmahal ng iba? Kailan mo siya makakalimutan at kailan bababa ang presyo ng matrikula? Eh kailan naman kaya tataas ang value ng stocks? Oy… Continue reading The Stages of Moving On Version 2.0
Friends, I am asking for a few minutes of your time to reflect if there is someone in your mind that you need to either ask for forgiveness or someone that you need to forgive. Think... It might not be something so serious or what has happened might be so immaterial that both of you tend… Continue reading A Guide To Asking For Forgiveness
Babae: Pag-ibig bang maituturing kung naramdaman sa hindi tamang panahon? Na ang puso't isipan ay nakakulong pa sa kahapon? Sa tuwing maaalala, takot ang nananaig. Sakit at poot na dulot ng nakaraang pag-ibig. Ang magmahal muli ay hindi pa kayang subukan. Sa bawat pag-ikot ng mundo sarili'y puno ng pag-aalinlangan. Ang kalayaang inaasam, kailan kaya… Continue reading Tamang Pag-ibig Sa Maling Panahon, Tama Nga Ba?
Kutsara at tinidor - 'yan ang naisip naming souvenir noon sa aming kasal. Bukod sa mahilig kaming kumain, naniniwala kami na ang kutsara at tinidor, kapag magkasama, ay magbibigay ng kaginhawaan sa pagkain. Huli na nang maisip kong hindi sa lahat ng panahon ay kailangan ng kutsara ang tinidor. Halimbawa, ang pagkain ng paborito kong… Continue reading Kutsara At Tinidor
I was challenged by my co-bloggers to publish a Tagalog entry in line with Buwan Ng Wika, which is being celebrated here in the Philippines every month of August. Reality check, I am easily moved by their poems and writings when written in Filipino language. Reminding myself, reading the Bibliya is actually more striking and remarkable. Well, this shouldn't be… Continue reading The Great Challenge
This blog had me at: “You came with nothing but you left with my everything.”
You came into my life in a snap. You make your way into my doorstep with nothing and without doing anything. You didn’t even bother to knock or call out my name. You just entered and that’s it — I fell.
I let you in without any hesitations and I despise myself from doing so. I make myself vulnerable from a destruction that I’ll regret later on. True enough, it happened. Regrets and worries bug the hell out of me. And questions that lead to an answer will just end to another question.
Why did I let it happen? I thought I was tough enough to endure any pain but then I’m not. You’re like a lightning bolt that struck me creating a thunder which will bring a catastrophic avalanche of pain that I have to endure my whole life. It was too much to bear that my death seems…
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