don't trade our lunch

the space between

2011-07-18T00:51:00.003+08:00

A friend once commented on a blog entry that tears are a sign of the presence of the Holy Spirit.Today, as I came across a video clip of an old song, I realise how the poignant silence of a teardrop leads me to grace.The Lord touches me in those brief moments where I am at my most fragile. He is there in the pause after I stumble and right before I pick myself up. His breath is my gasp when I

hoping just because i spoke the words that they're true

2011-06-12T08:33:00.003+08:00

I crossed out something from my bucket list this weekend. There's something magical about this week, how every sign is distinct and clear, and how I've gone from tears to thrills in a span of seven days. Even more so that it was Dad's 7th month just this Friday, and today is both Independence Day and Pentecost Sunday. ******************I am filled with thanks for this newfound clarity in my

manahimik at makinig.

2011-04-21T14:17:00.000+08:00

I went to mass at the Church of the Gesu last Palm Sunday. I meant to sing again with Hangad, but, at the last minute, I chose to listen.I'm glad I did. Sometimes, in the flurry of preparing for the next song (or the lines to say during the interactive Gospel reading of the Passion), I find no time to reflect on the mass readings. But that day was special; I felt it was necessary to find time

no one's gonna take that time away.

2011-04-20T14:32:00.000+08:00

I was greeted this morning by a song in my head. I first heard the version of Janis Siegel with Fred Hersch on piano, but I am very much drawn to the original that James Taylor and Carly Simon recorded while they were very much in love. It may be of note, though, that the comments in the video speak of a painful truth that one could not see in their eyes; yet, the lyrics are wrought with

just walk the line; you know you just can't fight it.

2011-04-10T04:31:00.002+08:00

I was browsing through youtube for 90s music, and I was brought back to the summer of 1993. I had just graduated from elementary with the second highest honors in the entire batch, excited to start high school. We didn't have a landline phone yet, the internet was unheard of, and the only way to get in touch with the few friends I made was through snail mail. I hardly knew anyone from the

you brighten all my nights and make my day.

2010-03-21T18:08:00.000+08:00

Cute,no? This was but one of the many songs my sister parodied which still cracks me up to this day. Yet watching it again tonight initially brings not a laugh but a misty eye; then to laughter again when reaching part 3:09 as the revised ending by Joy comes to mind.I write this with the laptop perched on the armrest of the sofa bed in my new room. I have a picture of myself on

thank you, Frailty, thank you, Consequence, thank you, Silence.

2009-12-31T20:24:00.000+08:00

As we put out the last Roman Candle in the revelry of ushering 2010, the family noticed that the neighborhood fireworks ended earlier than usual. Maybe people were tired or too stressed; perhaps they figured it would be better to watch TV (although we're known for having the best fireworks display outside any public show because of the prominent personalities who live on our street), or maybe

how about me enjoying a moment for once?

2009-12-24T22:31:00.000+08:00

one look in the mirror and i was reminded of alanis morissette's "thank u" video.hmm. must visit the salon soon.*******************Just when I thought I had gone through the worst in 2008, 2009 was still not an easy year for me. Nevertheless, there are so many things (and people!) to be thankful for; all in all, the blessings always outweigh the difficulties. I am here, and I am grateful to

i spent too much time raiding windmills.

2009-11-21T04:04:00.000+08:00

As the skies weep quiet tears this early noon, a treasure trove of memories fill my head; images that only I recall.I distinctly remember that random phone call, when my dad was shutting the front door and double-checking if the house lights were on and off in the right places. It was November, 1998. For some reason, I knew your phone number. I dialled it, you answered, and I told you, out of

just give me till then to give up this fight.

2009-11-14T17:26:00.000+08:00

Naku, Manny. I worry for you when you push your luck.*************An officemate confided in me that she was praying to God for a sign for her wish to be granted. She added to her prayer, "Lord, kung magbibigay ka naman ng sign, pwede linawin mo naman ng konti."I told her, "Malinaw naman palagi. Tayo lang ang nagpupumilit na palabuin lahat."The truth is, we always get what we pray for. Not

pag-uulayaw.

2009-09-23T18:31:00.000+08:00

a line from "The King and I" comes to mind.it's both thrilling and head-cracking when someone comes over to see you in a heartbeat, and leaves you in the next. all because i craved for a cup of hot chocolate.there is no escape.i'm hooked.

loving you is like food to my soul.

2009-08-17T19:40:00.000+08:00

i've been receiving messages lately from people around me, telling me i've lost touch for the past few days. emotions have run around the spectrum from near-rage to tearful compassion because of my failure to answer calls or urgent email. honestly, i don't really know what to say.i want to say sorry, but it's more of feeling sorry for myself. the self-pity is agonizing and is close to becoming

i can feel your halo.

2009-08-08T18:07:00.000+08:00

As I write this, I'm having mixed feelings about a lot of things.I'm juggling between sleeping and making this entry, staying home and going back to the hospital to be with Mom and Dad, laughing and crying, and feeling old and responsible while feeling as helpless as a baby.We call on everyone again to join us in prayer for Dad's health. He hadn't been eating much since early this week, and we

I could go crazy on a night like tonight...

2009-07-28T22:22:00.000+08:00

Maybe it was the large coffee I had from Dunkin' Donuts, or the exhilaration of finally getting a new pc monitor and installing it tonight. (And the dread of the coming due date of my ballooning credit card balance.)It could also be the fact that I'm commemorating so many special days for the past and in the coming days.Or, it's because the end of the month is near and reaching my quota is almost

Kenny's Open Urbanite Run 2009 - night runners, wanna join? :)

2009-07-27T18:24:00.000+08:00

Link

rock you into day!

2009-07-26T15:15:00.001+08:00

rock you into day!Shared via AddThis

funny how time changes how we see.

2009-04-11T00:49:00.001+08:00

I remember during one of Hangad's rehearsals a few years ago, when we were asked to contemplate about how Good Friday was for the disciples at the time of Jesus' death. For us modern-day Christians, the observance of Holy Week is a commemoration of the unconditional love of the Father that smoothly culminates with its triumph over sin and death at Easter. The sorrow of the Passion is always met

me, the outdoors-y type? naaaah.

2009-04-05T18:23:00.000+08:00

But no. i've had 2 weekends' worth of adventures in a safari/forest, jetskiing and trekking up (and down) a 5-hour mountain hike that led to a beautiful beach.AND i signed up for a 10-km trail run in May, and a promise to finally (learn how to) bike in the same month.WHAT AM I THINKING?!? For someone who trips on dry, even surfaces even with warning, it feels like another person has taken over my

weekends, long weekends and week-breaks part 2

2009-03-03T20:09:00.000+08:00

I felt like Maria with a hat and a suitcase on the way to the Trapps for the first time.Pakanta na ako eh: "What will this day be like? I wonder...."Was supposed to go to Subic last Saturday for the entire weekend with my officemate and her husband and some pals, but cancelled at the last minute because they woke up late and her hubby had a lawyers' meeting to catch by lunchtime.Since we were

weekends, long weekends and week-breaks part 1

2009-03-02T18:40:00.000+08:00

This is becoming a habit.I've always loved going places on foot, especially since I don't know how to bike (*hint, hint!* paturo naman!), and now driving has taken me to greater distances beyond my walking threshold.Lately, I've found myself making excuses to take long trips on the road, or long walks on familiar pavements. I make it a point to walk around the UP Oval at least once a week for

Kevin!!!

2009-01-04T00:31:00.000+08:00

The search is over for our dear blockmate Kevin!! We finally found him after years of planning an ambush visit to the home address he registered for the college yearbook. Buti doon pa sya nakatira!Our gang had always thought about Kevin. On grad ball night when he wasn't around, we had a balloon with his name scrawled on it on our table. Everytime we got together we'd wonder about him

I'd come running to see you again.

2008-12-31T22:18:00.000+08:00

I was ready to sleep through another night alone in the house last Saturday when I suddenly heard someone open the gate just when I was about to alight from my car. It was D!"What are you doing here?", I asked as he ran into my arms."I'm eating dinner here!""Really? What are you having for dinner?""Whatever you're cooking."Yay. Our helper was on leave. Good thing he had a weakness for

I'll remember.

2008-12-26T19:47:00.000+08:00

Allow me to linger on the memory of you today.In my mind, the first day I saw you is as fresh as the thought of yesterday.You were radiant as you were simple; gracious as you were serene.I instantly loved you. I would have wanted to stroll along hospital walkways with you if I continued my studies in that direction. I enjoyed listening to stories of you, especially the early years in Baguio

December.

2008-12-13T18:00:00.000+08:00

I found this song on YouTube when I was looking for a nice video for Christmas. It's quite a long track, embellished here and there, which makes it a perfect accompaniment for Final Fantasy X (though I'm not sure whether this was officially included in the game). If you're curious, watch the video here.I remember this song for another reason, though. I had a tape (retro!) of this album by

Storia Di Noi Due.

2008-11-02T17:00:00.000+08:00

It has come full circle. And it has brought me back to this.I was hoping it would be movie-like, that we'd be Bruce Willis and Michelle Pfeiffer in "The Story of Us".There's a history here. And histories don't happen overnight.Alas, you never really caught on my flair for drama. You just didn't like staring at closure in the eye when you left me hanging on for dear life in your 6-month silence