THIS IS BEAUTIFUL Sally jumped up as soon as she saw the surgeon come out of the operating room. She said: "How is my little boy? Is he going to be all right? When can I see him?" The surgeon said, "I'm sorry. We did all we could, but your boy didn't make it." Sally said, "Why do little children get cancer? Doesn't God care any more? Where were you, God, when my son needed you?" The surgeon asked, "Would you like some time alone with your son? One of the nurses will be out in a few minutes, before he's transported to the university." Sally asked the nurse to stay with her while she said good-bye to son. She ran her fingers lovingly through his thick red curly hair. "Would you like a lock of his hair?" the nurse asked. Sally nodded yes. The nurse cut a lock of the boy's hair, put it in a plastic bag and handed it to Sally. The mother said, "It was Jimmy's idea to donate his body to the university for study. He said it might help somebody else. "I said no at first, but Jimmy said, 'Mom, I won't be using it after I die. Maybe it will help some other little boy spend one more day with his Mom." She went on, "My Jimmy had a heart of gold. Always thinking of someone else, always wanting to help others if he could." Sally walked out of Children's mercy Hospital for the last time, after spending most of the last six months there. She put the bag with Jimmy's belongings on the seat beside her in the car. The drive home was difficult. It was even harder to enter the empty house. She carried Jimmy's belongings, and the plastic bag with the lock of his hair to her son's room. She started placing the model cars and other personal things back in his room exactly where he had always kept them. She laid down across his bed and, hugging his pillow, cried herself to sleep. It was around midnight when Sally awoke. Lying beside her on the bed was a folded letter. The letter said: "Dear Mom, I know you're going to miss me; but don't think that I will ever forget you, or stop loving you, just 'cause I'm not around to say I LOVE YOU. I will always love you, Mom, even more with each day. Someday we will see each other again. Until then, if you want to adopt a little boy so you won't be so lonely, that's okay with me. He can have my room and old stuff to play with. But, if you decide to get a girl instead, she probably wouldn't like the same things us boys do. You'll have to buy her dolls and stuff girls like, you know. Don't be sad thinking about me. This really is a neat place. Grandma and Grandpa met me as soon as I got here and showed me around some, but it will take a long time to see everything. The angels are so cool. I love to watch them fly. And, you know what? Jesus doesn't look like any of his pictures. Yet, when I saw Him, I knew it was Him. Jesus himself took me to see GOD! And guess what, Mom? I got to sit on God's knee and talk to Him, like I was somebody important. That's when I told Him that I wanted to write you a letter, to tell you good-bye and everything. But I already knew that wasn't allowed. Well, you know what Mom? God handed me some paper and His own personal pen to write you this letter. I think Gabriel is the name of the angel who is going to drop this letter off to you. God said for me to give you the answer to one of the questions you asked Him 'Where was He when I needed him?' "God said He was in the same place with me, as when His son Jesus was on the cross. He was right there, as He always is with all His children. Oh, by the way, Mom, no one else can see what I've written except you. To everyone else this is just a blank piece of paper. Isn't that cool? I have to give God His pen back now. He needs it to write some more names in the Book of Life. Tonight I get to sit at the table with Jesus for supper. I'm, sure the food will be great. Oh, I almost forgot to tell you. I don't hurt anymore. The cancer is all gone. I'm glad because I couldn't stand that pain anymore and God couldn't stand to see me hurt so much, either. That's when He sent The Angel of Mercy to come get me. The Angel said I was a Special Delivery! How about that? Signed with Love from: God, Jesus & Me.
- I kept this for years, and now its time to share it through this blog…
Dear Friends
As you well know, we are getting closer to my birthday. Every year
there is a celebration in my honor and I think that this year the celebration will be repeated.
During this time there are many people shopping for gifts, there are many radio announcements,
TV commercials, and in every part of the world everyone is talking that my birthday is getting closer and closer.
It is really very nice to know, that at least once a year, some people think of me.
As you know, the celebration of my birthday began many years ago.
At first people seemed to understand and be thankful of all that I did for them,
but in these times, no one seems to know the reason for the celebration.
Family and friends get together and have a lot of fun,
but they don't know the meaning of the celebration.
I remember that last year there was a great feast in my honor.
The dinner table was full of delicious food, pastries, fruits, assorted nuts and chocolates.
The decorations were exquisite and there were many, many beautifully wrapped gifts.
But, do you want to know something? I wasn't invited.
I was the guest of honor and they didn't remember to send me an invitation.
The party was for me, but when that great day came,
I was left outside, they closed the door in my face .. and I wanted to be with them and share their table.
In truth, that didn't surprise me because in the last few years all close their doors to me.
Since I wasn't invited, I decided to enter the party without making any noise.
I went in and stood in a corner.
They were all drinking; there were some who were drunk and telling
jokes and laughing at everything. They were having grand time.
To top it all, this big fat man all dressed in red wearing a long white
beard entered the room yelling Ho-Ho-Ho! He seemed drunk.
He sat on the sofa and all the children ran to him, saying: "Santa Claus,
Santa Claus" as if the party were in his honor!
At midnight all the people began to hug each other; I extended my arms
waiting for someone to hug me and do you know no-one hugged me.
Suddenly they all began to share gifts. They opened them one by one
with great expectation. When all had been opened, I looked to see if,
maybe, there was one for me. What would you feel if on your birthday
everybody shared gifts and you did not get one?
I then understood that I was unwanted at that party and quietly left.
Every year it gets worse. People only remember the gifts, the parties,
to eat and drink, and nobody remembers me.
I would like this Christmas that you allow me to enter into your life.
I would like that you recognize the fact that almost two thousand years
ago I came to this world to give my life for you, on the cross, to save you.
Today, I only want that you believe this with all your heart.
I want to share something with you. As many didn't invite me to their
party, I will have my own celebration, a grandiose party that no one has ever imagined,
a spectacular party. I'm still making the final arrangements..
Today I am sending out many invitations and there is an invitation for you.
I want to know if you wish to attend and I will make a reservation for you and
write your name with golden letters in my great guest book.
Only those on the guest list will be invited to the party.
Those who don't answer the invite, will be left outside. Be prepared
because when all is ready you will be part of my great party.
See you soon. I Love you!
Jesus Christ...
Copied to share to those that like me, have forgotten the real meaning of the season...
If asked what I will do differently this new year, I will probably try to be very objective with my earnings..Ive been spending too much of my earnings and I basically dont have enough savings. I have to see to it that I am to save a third of my salary and how will I do that? Save first and whatever is left of my money, will be used for my needs. I will also try to spend wisely in food and other luxuries. I am looking forward of saving atleast 50 grand in the end of this new year. Well, lets see... How about you? What do you plan to do differently this new year ?
its an astonishing gray day but im not sad or not in the mood to work..im actually excited as i am to receive my 13th monyth pay..on my ride to the city, i saw a beautifully forming rainbow on the northeast of the majestic mayon volcano! my mama used to say that whatever you want, you can make a wish on it. such will come true if you will be discreet enough. so, i did!
maybe youll have the same story of the same belief but not all of us have faith in rainbows. folk stories say that rainbows are mirror mages of the gems and stones that the pirates, maybe Francis Drake, have burried under our lands. so when the rainbow appears, you have to trace its end as it is where the fortune is..scientists, on the other hand, conclude that rainbows are refracting colors when light bounces back from earth..so maybe, there is a little truth with the fortune story...
whichever is true, rainbows always bring out a smile in everyone's lip because of its beautiful colors that makes even dark, gray mornings brighter!
sometimes i lay awake at night
wond'ring if i hold you tight
what would it be if i took the chance
to tell you the way i feel inside?
as i daydream
i regret all the times
that i could have let you know
but was so afraid to do so.
how could i be so foolish?
to act so childish?
so blind to see
you're standing so near to me...
now, all i can do but dream
dream for the feeling
i was so afraid to show
dream for things that should've flown...
stupidity, yea it may be
but what if i let it be?
will i not regret it?
the way i do now, til eternity?
forever you'll stay here in me
theso eyes where i long to see the sunrise
the voice that lift my spirit to life
a part of me, yes, forever you will be.....
Are you aware of fiestas? This is part of a religious belief imparted to us by our Spaniard conquestors. This is basically the time we celebrate the birthday, which we call feast day, of a saint representing our community. Some places have the same feast days because the feast saints are the same. Some places also have more than one feast saint because a town down to a barangay has at least one. A barangay is the smallest unit of a town. So if you are from barangay A, you may have 2 or more saints because you will have to celebrate with the entire town or municipality and with your own barangay fiesta.
Fiestas are real fun nowadays than those days when such events are basically held for religious purposes only. In the old days, parades are held to show off the replica of the feast saint around town. Mass will also follow to be attended by local fellows. Food will be served after in the plaza so everyone can eat and savour the feast. But these days, mass is still in effect but it is just a part of the celebration. Everyone is waiting for the parade because of the presentation every local and invited school will do. No more replica saint, though. The feast will not only be centered to food and in the plaza but everywhere, especially to the locals' homes. Drinks will also be served.
So if you have not experienced this yet, why not travel to our country and feast with us? Here in our place, you'll surely enjoy our nativity! And this is held every sept 8 for the town fiesta and november 27 for the barangay fiesta. Travel and be our guest!
This is a jeepney. This is the normal transportation here in our country. A standard jeepney can cater 16 riders plus the driver comfortably. Newer versions of jeepneys can house 21 or more riders, plus the driver. Newest ones though, have more capacity. The front cabin is where the driver sits, together with two front passengers. The back part is equipped with a couple of cushioned long seats where passengers of either seats are facing each other. Each seat can benefit half of these capacity. Its windows are also ewuipped with plastic coverings to ensure that you will not get wet during rainy times.
There are places in our country that have heavy-duty types of this transportation means. Aside from the normal capacity, it also allows top and hood loads. This is useful for cargo, baggage, or even more passengers. So if you are enticed to take a look or try a ride with it, visit my country and be my guest!
if there is a place I wanted to be spend my vacation, it will be Puerto Galera. I find this place better than any other beach locations because of its beauty and accessibility from my place. Galera, as most wil call it, is just a fly or land and sea travel away. If I am to fly, it will take me less than an hour. If I am to take a bus, I will have to make a stop over in Batangas and ride a ferry. This will take almost half my day, if continous, or almost a day, if to wait for the ferry or the bus.
But if I will be looking for pure adventure, it will be best if I choose the latter as I will be engaged in land and sea trips that will feed me of direct contact with the environment. Though it will be a long travel, the end will justify the wait. It's like Im taking a grand tour before the major event. Most importantly, I will be able to spend my hard earned money wisely!
A favorite chicken taste I have acquired is my own discovered chicken, simmered and cooked in a pool of pineapple sauce and fruit. This was what I had learned in the island of Catanduanes when I was transferred to that nature-alley place. Although an island, it lacks too much of varieties in cooking and produces! But then, we need to eat so I got a can of pineapple cuts and a chicken in the fridge. Place the chicken on a pan and place the pineapple over it. I placed some spices: black pepper, onions, and garlic. Boil it until tender and presto! we have a new variety than fried and sauced chicken! Try it, will you?
During my youngster years, i really did wish to have a ride..something like the boxy and cagey nissan sentra. I have it clear in my mind, metallic gray and polished bright! But after 5 years of watching and looking at dreadful accident victims, I am not at all enthusiast about it. I'm not saying I now have the resources to get one for myself but fancy cars are easy to have nowadays. I can of course apply for a loan or save enough for at least a second hand vehicle of my choice. I actually do not know why I am so afraid, is this phobia or just being careful?
Maybe it was all because of the vehicle accident I went through. But that was not a major one, no blood, no one got hurt, nothing but broken headlights for my company issued pick-up truck and misaligned bumper guard to mr. nuts, the owner of the other car <not his true name of course>. Or maybe, it was from the many dead motorists I passed by during my driving days. I really couldn't place it. Anyway, maybe I just simply lost interest but who knows I may find it lucrative once more someday!
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