Easter and Graduation

•April 24, 2014 • Leave a Comment

I found the following on a piece of paper as I was cleaning my room. It was a handwritten note in blue ink. It was the introduction to the baccalaureate mass for the graduating high school class of 1997. Ten years. Has it really been that long a time already?

As I read, the words come back to me as if it were a stranger who said these words, full of passion, conviction and yes, hope.


“Graduation day, is a time to recall. It is a time to look back and at the same time the appropriate moment to move onwards to the fulfillment of a promise of a brighter tomorrow. Our dreams which have always been an integral part of each and every one of us now long for a better future.

My dear friends, mentors, brothers and sisters in Christ as we celebrate this momentous occasion in the season of Easter, let us be reminded of one thing in particular…hope.

The message of Easter is very significant as it is clear. Through Christ’s passion, death and resurrection He has redeemed us all. By His ultimate act of love and mercy, He has given us a chance at a new life, a new beginning.

Now as graduating students, we are to face such challenges and rebirth. Dying in ourselves for another’s sake, unselfish individuals we have become. United as one in faith, the many trials and tribulations that came along our way, we faced and triumphed.

Now the time has come for us to live as Christ lived, each with a mission in life, each with an important task to do united in spirit for the greater glory of God’s name.

Friends, as we now prepare ourselves for the Eucharistic Celebration, let us be filled with the holy presence the risen Lord, Mary our dear mother and our Lady of the Assumption, our alma mater as we sing the opening hymn…”


reposted from my old blog dated April 17, 2007

Weather Quotes

•March 24, 2014 • Leave a Comment

“When it rains it pours”

true as it may be, but

“Behind every cloud is a silver lining”


Valentine’s Day and Yellow Bells

•February 14, 2014 • 7 Comments
yello bell

roses are red, violets are blue.. but these flowers are yellow

Today could have come and gone without me giving any second thoughts about it, but just as I was going out of the house, I notice that the yellow bells are in bloom again and I remember..

A few years ago my sister asked my father what he’ll give our mother for Valentine’s Day and not really expecting him to answer the question. Life was hard and the money that he earned was allocated to what’s basic and what was truly important: for our education, food on the table, payment for the utility bills… But he told her with a straight face, of course I have something for your mother. And I do it every day: I show her how much I love her and she does the same to me. I may not come home with a bouquet of red roses and a box of chocolates; I’ll just get some yellow bells in the garden and she will still appreciate them I’m sure.

Back then I just thought he was being his stingy, practical and very unromantic self and yet now I recall that story this Valentine’s Day, now that he’s gone from this world, I realize that he was telling the truth. He showed us that loving isn’t just for one day in a year and that it’s not just one big thing, it’s the countless little things that we say and do to show that we truly care.

posted in response to the weekly writing challenge

Defying Gravity and the F Word

•January 4, 2014 • Leave a Comment

“I suggest that you eat and eat and eat”

Chef Rob Pengson

seven days without food makes one weak..

I step on the weighing scale and check the reading. I immediately arrive at a very probable and plausible conclusion: the scale is broken. It’s either that or based on my alleged weight, I should definitely shed some pounds or at least add some inches to my height. So, unless the earth moves out of orbit or space travel becomes affordable, I guess like all matter on the planet with sufficient enough mass I must obey the laws of gravity.

Looking back, I wasn’t always the behemoth I am now. Once upon a time I was in less than perfect form but in the very least within the normal range for BMI. Of course that was in senior year of high school where I spent a good year each as a football varsity player and later as a lowly cadet officer candidate where we had push ups for breakfast, run around the HQ for lunch and field exercises after school.

Many times when I meet friends and acquaintances that I haven’t seen for a long time there initial response is often quite predictable: “ang taba taba mo!” (You’re so fat!), to which I gently remind them to please not overstate the obvious.

I could rationalize and site several studies in my defense, but no. The simple singular truth is: Yes, I’m fat.

I could start writing a plethora of reasons to justify my present condition now, but I won’t. That would simply be a denial of the facts.

So with the help and prodding from my good friend, we now go irregularly to the gym to exercise and hopefully lose some pounds.

Recently one of my “classmates” took notice of the shirt I was wearing and asked me if I were indeed an ocean safety officer. I told her that I wasn’t, the shirt was a souvenir from friends who went on a trip recently. She then proceeded to ask me if I wasn’t an ocean safety officer, what I did for a living. I jokingly told her that in a way I do what lifeguards also do: save lives, in this case probably my own included.

In the course of our conversation, I also found out that she had suffered a stroke before and was attending the aerobics class to keep fit. Imagine that, here I am barely making the minimum amount of exercise and yet here is someone in her senior years keeping up with the rest of the younger ones in class.

So who am I to complain about the exercise regimen? 

That and the fact that part of what we do when a patient comes in for consultation is to give sound medical advice on losing weight and keeping fit, and it’s not easy to convince them to lose weight when I stand to lose more than just a few pounds myself.

So here’s some food for thought: in the process of educating my patients, I tell them what I do to try and lose weight, I ask them their expectations and we set goals we hope to attain and essentially make a pact with them that we are in this together, that hopefully the next time they show up for consult, we can both swap success stories regarding our fitness regimen instead of our favorite food and dining place.

And what is to be my end goal? Hopefully when all has been said and done, in the end I’ll still big, a big winner that is.       

honoring fathers

•December 3, 2013 • Leave a Comment

Today would have been so much different had he been still with us today. Still, Happy Birthday Dad.

Let us praise those fathers who have striven to balance the demands of work, marriage, and children with an honest awareness of both joy and sacrifice. Let us praise those fathers who, lacking a good model for a father, have worked to become a good father.

Let us praise those fathers who by their own account were not always there for their children, but who continue to offer those children, now grown, their love and support. Let us pray for those fathers who have been wounded by the neglect and hostility of their children.

Let us praise those fathers who, despite divorce, have remained in their children’s lives. Let us praise those fathers whose children are adopted, and whose love and support has offered healing.

Let us praise those fathers who, as stepfathers, freely choose the obligation of fatherhood and earned their step children’s love and respect. Let us praise those fathers who have lost a child to death, and continue to hold the child in their heart.

Let us praise those men who have no children, but cherish the next generation as if they were their own.

Let us praise those men who have “fathered” us in their role as mentors and guides.

Let us praise those men who are about to become fathers; may they openly delight in their children.

And let us praise those fathers who have died, but live on in our memory and whose love continues to nurture us.

Kirk Loadman

knot really

•November 23, 2013 • Leave a Comment
knot here, knot now

knot here, knot now

“As a knot appears unexpectedly in a thread, so disappointment blocks the smoothness of life. If a few deft strokes can untangle the skein, life continues evenly. But if it cannot be corrected, then it must be quietly woven into the design. Thus, the finished piece can still be beautiful – even though not as perfect as planned”


•October 23, 2013 • Leave a Comment

a new day awaits

“I believe everything starts with a dream. That is why when you dream, you should dream big. Do not limit yourself because it will limit your options, too. But be flexible because you might be destined for what you thought you will be. Accept fate but do not settle for mediocrity. Never. When you dream and it does not come true, do not stop dreaming. Continue the journey, continue the search. When you reach your simplest dream, reward yourself. You deserve it. when you are torn between two dreams and you choose one, do not look back with regret.

 Dream because it is the only way to reach for the stars. Believe because winning a battle starts with believing in one’s self. Conquer because a dream will remain a dream until you start working on it. When you dream, make it happen. Dream. Believe. Conquer. The world is so beautiful and it’s out there waiting for you, for everyone is ready to face, dare and defy.”

believe in your dream by Maria Kristina S. Gatal Philippine Daily Inquirer June 2, 2012

Of late I find myself in a slump. Hopefully it is but temporary. I found the above article as I was organizing the digital clutter in my hard drive. Something to remind me I guess if ever I needed reminding why we continue to strive to live the dream.

image from http://www.cornerstonecounselling.com


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