<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8" standalone="no"?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:itunes="http://www.itunes.com/dtds/podcast-1.0.dtd" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2681489904336923444</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Thu, 16 Apr 2026 11:33:14 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>agent kharen...</category><category>c ako</category><category>bisyo</category><category>trupadix(pirated)</category><category>luvlayp</category><category>sad</category><category>friends</category><category>hardships</category><category>familia</category><category>opps</category><category>honey</category><category>kha</category><category>Family</category><category>fave</category><category>?</category><category>Girls Talk</category><category>business</category><category>eskwela</category><category>Parenting</category><category>agent kharen</category><category>Happiness</category><category>kha.blog customize</category><category>award</category><category>blogging again</category><category>contest</category><category>mad</category><category>Mom's blog</category><category>bye for now</category><category>Great Movies</category><category>sorbey</category><category>travel</category><category>Bundle of Joy</category><category>Charlotte Mason</category><category>Home Education</category><category>Homeschool Journey</category><category>SY 25- 26</category><category>couples</category><category>Birthday</category><category>Christmas Season</category><category>Job</category><category>Mommy Kha</category><category>Motivation</category><category>Parent Journal</category><category>Rbjo Kids</category><category>Music Monday</category><category>Online Deals</category><category>Showbiz buzz</category><category>bc bloggers</category><category>blog award</category><category>giveaway</category><category>high school life</category><category>qoutes</category><category>vacation</category><category>Fashion</category><category>Politics Issue</category><category>Technorati</category><category>earn online</category><category>help me please</category><category>internet problem</category><category>policy</category><category>sports</category><category>Family Car</category><category>Journeys of Faith</category><category>Korean Samgyupsal</category><category>Marriage Requirement</category><category>News</category><category>Pilipinas Got Talent</category><category>Star City</category><category>Toyota Wigo</category><category>USA</category><category>agent kharen... personality quiz</category><category>agent kharen... wedding preparations</category><category>agent kharen...all about computer</category><category>courageous catie</category><category>kh</category><category>secret affair</category><category>unfaithful</category><title>Kharen's Corner</title><description>My Thoughts, My Story, This is my Corner</description><link>http://beloved-uncertaintees.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Mommy Kharen)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>416</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><language>en-us</language><itunes:explicit>no</itunes:explicit><itunes:subtitle>My Thoughts, My Story, This is my Corner</itunes:subtitle><itunes:category text="Music"/><itunes:category text="Education"><itunes:category text="Training"/></itunes:category><itunes:category text="Business"><itunes:category text="Business News"/></itunes:category><itunes:category text="Government &amp; Organizations"><itunes:category text="Local"/></itunes:category><itunes:category text="Kids &amp; Family"/><itunes:owner><itunes:email>noreply@blogger.com</itunes:email></itunes:owner><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2681489904336923444.post-1858598898873598173</guid><pubDate>Tue, 19 Aug 2025 15:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2025-08-19T23:30:00.121+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Charlotte Mason</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Home Education</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Homeschool Journey</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Mommy Kha</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Parent Journal</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Rbjo Kids</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">SY 25- 26</category><title>Chapter 7 Reigns of Law</title><description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Key Ideas&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;
&lt;ul data-end="904" data-start="284"&gt;
&lt;li data-end="438" data-start="284"&gt;
&lt;p data-end="438" data-start="286"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong data-end="315" data-start="286" style="text-align: left;"&gt;God’s world runs on laws.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;Just like there are laws in nature (gravity, seasons, growth), there are also laws in our bodies, minds, and hearts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;li data-end="637" data-start="440"&gt;
&lt;p data-end="637" data-start="442"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong data-end="489" data-start="442" style="text-align: left;"&gt;Children must learn respect for these laws.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;We don’t escape consequences — if we break health laws (bad sleep, poor habits), the body suffers. If we break moral laws, our hearts suffer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li data-end="754" data-start="639"&gt;
&lt;p data-end="754" data-start="641"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong data-end="668" data-start="641" style="text-align: left;"&gt;Habits are part of law.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;Good habits grow strong when practiced; bad habits also grow strong if allowed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;li data-end="904" data-start="756"&gt;
&lt;p data-end="904" data-start="758"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong data-end="796" data-start="758" style="text-align: left;"&gt;Freedom comes with responsibility.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;True freedom isn’t doing “whatever we like” — it’s living wisely within God’s laws, which protect us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;h3 data-end="935" data-start="911" style="text-align: left;"&gt;My Takeaway&lt;/h3&gt;
&lt;p data-end="1091" data-start="936" style="text-align: left;"&gt;Life works best when we respect God’s laws in nature, body, and character. Teaching children about cause and effect helps them grow wise and responsible.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;h3 data-end="1120" data-start="1098" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em data-end="1356" data-start="1121"&gt;"The world is ordered by God’s laws. My children must learn that actions have consequences, both in health and in character. By guiding them toward good habits and respect for these laws, I help them grow into free and wise persons."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe allowtransparency="true" frameborder="0" scrolling="no" src="//www.facebook.com/plugins/likebox.php?href=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.facebook.com%2Fpages%2FKharens-Corner%2F361279873921651&amp;amp;width=292&amp;amp;height=62&amp;amp;colorscheme=light&amp;amp;show_faces=false&amp;amp;border_color&amp;amp;stream=false&amp;amp;header=true" style="border: none; height: 62px; overflow: hidden; width: 292px;"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://widgets.amung.us/tab.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;WAU_tab('o0c4vfhrlbun', 'right-upper')&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://beloved-uncertaintees.blogspot.com/2025/08/chapter-7-reigns-of-law.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mommy Kharen)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2681489904336923444.post-1861924591263629369</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 Aug 2025 15:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2025-08-19T15:40:35.389+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Charlotte Mason</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Home Education</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Homeschool Journey</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Mommy Kha</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Parent Journal</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Rbjo Kids</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">SY 25- 26</category><title>Chapter 6 :Conditions of Healthy Brain Activity</title><description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;h3 data-end="251" data-start="217" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Key Ideas in Simple Words&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;ul data-end="847" data-start="252"&gt;&lt;li data-end="365" data-start="252"&gt;
&lt;p data-end="365" data-start="254"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong data-end="282" data-start="254" style="text-align: left;"&gt;The brain needs balance.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;Just like the body needs food and rest, the brain needs proper use and care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li data-end="488" data-start="367"&gt;
&lt;p data-end="488" data-start="369"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong data-end="406" data-start="369" style="text-align: left;"&gt;Too much pressure harms learning.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;Forcing children with long, hard lessons makes their brains tired and dull.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li data-end="612" data-start="490"&gt;
&lt;p data-end="612" data-start="492"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong data-end="528" data-start="492" style="text-align: left;"&gt;Short, focused lessons are best.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;A little at a time, but full of meaning, keeps the mind alive and interested.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li data-end="732" data-start="614"&gt;
&lt;p data-end="732" data-start="616"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong data-end="646" data-start="616" style="text-align: left;"&gt;Fresh ideas are like food.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;The brain grows when it receives living ideas (stories, nature, truth, beauty).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li data-end="847" data-start="734"&gt;
&lt;p data-end="847" data-start="736"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong data-end="764" data-start="736" style="text-align: left;"&gt;Rest and variety matter.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;Play, movement, fresh air, and sleep refresh the brain so it can learn well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
&lt;h3 data-end="877" data-start="854" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 data-end="877" data-start="854" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My Takeaway&lt;/h3&gt;
&lt;p data-end="1083" data-start="878"&gt;Children’s brains work best with &lt;strong data-end="972" data-start="911"&gt;short lessons, rich ideas, fresh air, and plenty of rest.&lt;/strong&gt; Too much pressure or boring work makes them tired, but balanced learning keeps their minds sharp and joyful.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;h3 data-end="1112" data-start="1090"&gt;&lt;em data-end="1332" data-start="1113" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 data-end="1112" data-start="1090"&gt;&lt;em data-end="1332" data-start="1113" style="text-align: left;"&gt;"Just as our bodies need healthy food and rest, our children’s brains need nourishing ideas, short and meaningful lessons, and time to play and rest. We avoid pushing too hard so that learning stays alive and joyful."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe allowtransparency="true" frameborder="0" scrolling="no" src="//www.facebook.com/plugins/likebox.php?href=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.facebook.com%2Fpages%2FKharens-Corner%2F361279873921651&amp;amp;width=292&amp;amp;height=62&amp;amp;colorscheme=light&amp;amp;show_faces=false&amp;amp;border_color&amp;amp;stream=false&amp;amp;header=true" style="border: none; height: 62px; overflow: hidden; width: 292px;"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://widgets.amung.us/tab.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;WAU_tab('o0c4vfhrlbun', 'right-upper')&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://beloved-uncertaintees.blogspot.com/2025/08/chapter-6-conditions-of-healthy-brain.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mommy Kharen)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2681489904336923444.post-311299711011417703</guid><pubDate>Fri, 15 Aug 2025 15:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2025-08-19T15:31:32.054+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Charlotte Mason</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Home Education</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Homeschool Journey</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Mommy Kha</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Parent Journal</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Rbjo Kids</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">SY 25- 26</category><title>Volume 1 - Chapter 4 Despising the Children and Chapter 5 Hindering the Children</title><description>&lt;center style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;h1 class="fOvfyc B7SYid" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: white; color: #202124; font-family: &amp;quot;Google Sans&amp;quot;, Roboto, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 2rem; font-weight: 400; line-height: 2.5rem; margin: 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; overflow: hidden;"&gt;&lt;span style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; white-space-collapse: preserve;"&gt;In what ways do we belittle our children? In what ways do we injure their love for learning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;When we talk down to them as if they can’t understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;When we give them “babyish” or shallow books instead of rich, living ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;When we ignore their thoughts or don’t listen seriously to their questions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;When we assume they can’t handle truth, beauty, or big ideas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;So guilty about some of these.&amp;nbsp; I have been battling myself not to do this for te longest and still not fully successful.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong data-end="347" data-start="309"&gt;Chapter 4 – Despising the Children -&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;Respect children’s minds; don’t give them watered-down learning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;ul data-end="825" data-start="348"&gt;&lt;li data-end="534" data-start="348"&gt;&lt;p data-end="398" data-start="350" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong data-end="396" data-start="350"&gt;Despising children = underestimating them.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;ul data-end="534" data-start="401"&gt;
&lt;li data-end="462" data-start="401"&gt;
&lt;p data-end="462" data-start="403" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Happens when adults think children can’t understand much.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li data-end="534" data-start="465"&gt;
&lt;p data-end="534" data-start="467" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We give them “dumbed down” ideas, empty facts, or boring lessons.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li data-end="697" data-start="536"&gt;
&lt;p data-end="578" data-start="538" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong data-end="576" data-start="538"&gt;Children deserve real, rich ideas.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;ul data-end="697" data-start="581"&gt;
&lt;li data-end="638" data-start="581"&gt;
&lt;p data-end="638" data-start="583" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Don’t feed them twaddle (shallow, meaningless stuff).&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li data-end="697" data-start="641"&gt;
&lt;p data-end="697" data-start="643" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Give them living books, stories, nature, art, truth.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li data-end="825" data-start="699"&gt;
&lt;p data-end="727" data-start="701" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong data-end="725" data-start="701"&gt;Respect their minds.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;ul data-end="825" data-start="730"&gt;
&lt;li data-end="825" data-start="730"&gt;
&lt;p data-end="825" data-start="732" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A child’s mind is just as alive and capable as an adult’s — just smaller and still growing.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
&lt;p data-end="934" data-start="827" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong data-end="843" data-start="830"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p data-end="934" data-start="827" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong data-end="843" data-start="830"&gt;My Takeaway:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p data-end="934" data-start="827" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Never underestimate children. Feed them rich and noble ideas, not watered-down nonsense.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p data-end="934" data-start="827" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;h3 data-end="986" data-start="941" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong data-end="986" data-start="948"&gt;Chapter 5 – Hindering the Children -&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;Don’t get in their way; let them grow, think, and discover freely.&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;ul data-end="1456" data-start="987"&gt;&lt;li data-end="1168" data-start="987"&gt;&lt;p data-end="1053" data-start="989" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong data-end="1051" data-start="989"&gt;We hinder children when we get in the way of their growth.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;ul data-end="1168" data-start="1056"&gt;
&lt;li data-end="1103" data-start="1056"&gt;
&lt;p data-end="1103" data-start="1058" style="text-align: left;"&gt;Over-teaching or doing everything for them.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li data-end="1168" data-start="1106"&gt;
&lt;p data-end="1168" data-start="1108" style="text-align: left;"&gt;Not letting them think, imagine, or discover on their own.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li data-end="1311" data-start="1170"&gt;
&lt;p data-end="1201" data-start="1172" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong data-end="1199" data-start="1172"&gt;Don’t rush or overload.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;ul data-end="1311" data-start="1204"&gt;
&lt;li data-end="1262" data-start="1204"&gt;
&lt;p data-end="1262" data-start="1206" style="text-align: left;"&gt;Forcing too much, too fast, can crush their curiosity.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li data-end="1311" data-start="1265"&gt;
&lt;p data-end="1311" data-start="1267" style="text-align: left;"&gt;Give time and space to wonder and process.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li data-end="1456" data-start="1313"&gt;
&lt;p data-end="1344" data-start="1315" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong data-end="1342" data-start="1315"&gt;Encourage independence.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul data-end="1456" data-start="1347"&gt;
&lt;li data-end="1406" data-start="1347"&gt;
&lt;p data-end="1406" data-start="1349" style="text-align: left;"&gt;Guide gently, but let them make connections themselves.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li data-end="1456" data-start="1409"&gt;
&lt;p data-end="1456" data-start="1411" style="text-align: left;"&gt;Allow mistakes, questions, and exploration.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;

&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p data-end="1614" data-start="1458" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span data-end="1474" data-start="1461"&gt;My Takeaway&lt;b&gt;:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p data-end="1614" data-start="1458" style="text-align: left;"&gt;Don’t block your child’s natural growth by over-controlling.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p data-end="1614" data-start="1458" style="text-align: left;"&gt;Respect their pace and let them explore, discover, and think for themselves.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p data-end="1614" data-start="1458" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Our children’s minds are capable of great things. We must not treat them as if they are small and unable, giving them shallow lessons. Instead, we feed them truth, beauty, and real knowledge. And we must not hold them back by doing too much for them — we guide, but also let them wonder, think, and grow at their own pace.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe allowtransparency="true" frameborder="0" scrolling="no" src="//www.facebook.com/plugins/likebox.php?href=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.facebook.com%2Fpages%2FKharens-Corner%2F361279873921651&amp;amp;width=292&amp;amp;height=62&amp;amp;colorscheme=light&amp;amp;show_faces=false&amp;amp;border_color&amp;amp;stream=false&amp;amp;header=true" style="border: none; height: 62px; overflow: hidden; width: 292px;"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://widgets.amung.us/tab.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;WAU_tab('o0c4vfhrlbun', 'right-upper')&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://beloved-uncertaintees.blogspot.com/2025/08/volume-1-chapter-4-despising-children.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mommy Kharen)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2681489904336923444.post-3617179557636389294</guid><pubDate>Thu, 14 Aug 2025 06:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2025-08-19T15:01:28.393+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Charlotte Mason</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Home Education</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Homeschool Journey</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Journeys of Faith</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">SY 25- 26</category><title> Chapter 2 The Child's Estate and Chapter 3 Offending the Children</title><description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;ul data-end="1004" data-start="450"&gt;&lt;li data-end="631" data-start="450"&gt;&lt;p data-end="482" data-start="452" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong data-end="482" data-start="452"&gt;Children are born persons. - C&lt;/strong&gt;hildren are born full persons; respect and nourish every part of who they are.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul data-end="631" data-start="485"&gt;&lt;li data-end="532" data-start="485"&gt;&lt;p data-end="532" data-start="487" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;They are not blank slates or empty vessels.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li data-end="588" data-start="535"&gt;
&lt;p data-end="588" data-start="537" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;They already have a mind, conscience, and spirit.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li data-end="631" data-start="591"&gt;
&lt;p data-end="631" data-start="593" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We must respect their individuality.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li data-end="794" data-start="633"&gt;
&lt;p data-end="664" data-start="635" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong data-end="664" data-start="635"&gt;Children deserve dignity.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;ul data-end="794" data-start="667"&gt;
&lt;li data-end="695" data-start="667"&gt;
&lt;p data-end="695" data-start="669" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Don’t talk down to them.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li data-end="745" data-start="698"&gt;
&lt;p data-end="745" data-start="700" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Don’t overload them with meaningless tasks.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li data-end="794" data-start="748"&gt;
&lt;p data-end="794" data-start="750" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Offer them truth, beauty, and noble ideas.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li data-end="1004" data-start="796"&gt;
&lt;p data-end="846" data-start="798" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong data-end="846" data-start="798"&gt;Education is about feeding the whole person.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul data-end="1004" data-start="849"&gt;
&lt;li data-end="892" data-start="849"&gt;
&lt;p data-end="892" data-start="851" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Body → through health, play, fresh air.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li data-end="943" data-start="895"&gt;
&lt;p data-end="943" data-start="897" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mind → through living ideas, books, stories.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li data-end="1004" data-start="946"&gt;
&lt;p data-end="1004" data-start="948" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spirit → through faith, truth, beauty, moral guidance.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;

&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p data-end="1159" data-start="1006"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&amp;nbsp;We should treat our child as a whole, complete person right from the start. Respect them, guide them, and give them what is nourishing and real.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;h3 data-end="1224" data-start="1166" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong data-end="1224" data-start="1173"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 data-end="1224" data-start="1166" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong data-end="1224" data-start="1173"&gt;The Good and Evil Nature of a Child -&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;Children have both good and bad in them; guide them wisely so the good grows stronger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;ul data-end="1836" data-start="1225"&gt;&lt;li data-end="1395" data-start="1225"&gt;&lt;p data-end="1269" data-start="1227" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong data-end="1269" data-start="1227"&gt;Children have good AND bad tendencies.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;ul data-end="1395" data-start="1272"&gt;
&lt;li data-end="1331" data-start="1272"&gt;
&lt;p data-end="1331" data-start="1274" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;They are not perfect little angels, nor are they “bad.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li data-end="1395" data-start="1334"&gt;
&lt;p data-end="1395" data-start="1336" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;They naturally lean toward both kindness and selfishness.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li data-end="1532" data-start="1397"&gt;
&lt;p data-end="1429" data-start="1399" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong data-end="1429" data-start="1399"&gt;Role of parents/educators:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;ul data-end="1532" data-start="1432"&gt;
&lt;li data-end="1477" data-start="1432"&gt;
&lt;p data-end="1477" data-start="1434" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Guide them gently to strengthen the good.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li data-end="1532" data-start="1480"&gt;
&lt;p data-end="1532" data-start="1482" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Train them in habits that keep the bad in check.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li data-end="1683" data-start="1534"&gt;
&lt;p data-end="1558" data-start="1536" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong data-end="1558" data-start="1536"&gt;Willpower matters.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;ul data-end="1683" data-start="1561"&gt;
&lt;li data-end="1621" data-start="1561"&gt;
&lt;p data-end="1621" data-start="1563" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Children need to learn self-control, not just obedience.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li data-end="1683" data-start="1624"&gt;
&lt;p data-end="1683" data-start="1626" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Habits + gentle correction = building strong character.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li data-end="1836" data-start="1685"&gt;
&lt;p data-end="1721" data-start="1687" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong data-end="1721" data-start="1687"&gt;Avoid harshness OR indulgence.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;ul data-end="1836" data-start="1724"&gt;
&lt;li data-end="1759" data-start="1724"&gt;
&lt;p data-end="1759" data-start="1726" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Too strict = breaks the spirit.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li data-end="1798" data-start="1762"&gt;
&lt;p data-end="1798" data-start="1764" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Too soft = lets bad habits grow.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li data-end="1836" data-start="1801"&gt;
&lt;p data-end="1836" data-start="1803" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Balance with firmness and love.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
&lt;p data-end="2042" data-start="1838" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;They need guidance because they are capable of both good and bad. Parents responsibility is to help the good grow and to lovingly correct the bad, not crushing their spirit, but shaping their will.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;h2 data-end="2090" data-start="2049" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;p data-end="2724" data-start="2347" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em data-end="2724" data-start="2347"&gt;"Our children are not empty jars for us to fill. They are already whole people with minds, hearts, and souls. It’s our job to respect them, give them the best food for their minds and hearts, and guide them with love. We remember they can choose good or bad , so we gently train habits and strengthen their will, helping them grow in character without crushing their spirit."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe allowtransparency="true" frameborder="0" scrolling="no" src="//www.facebook.com/plugins/likebox.php?href=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.facebook.com%2Fpages%2FKharens-Corner%2F361279873921651&amp;amp;width=292&amp;amp;height=62&amp;amp;colorscheme=light&amp;amp;show_faces=false&amp;amp;border_color&amp;amp;stream=false&amp;amp;header=true" style="border: none; height: 62px; overflow: hidden; width: 292px;"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://widgets.amung.us/tab.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;WAU_tab('o0c4vfhrlbun', 'right-upper')&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://beloved-uncertaintees.blogspot.com/2025/08/chapter-2-childs-estate-and-chapter-3.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mommy Kharen)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2681489904336923444.post-8547962741710298037</guid><pubDate>Wed, 13 Aug 2025 12:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2025-08-19T14:44:15.380+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Charlotte Mason</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Home Education</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Homeschool Journey</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Mommy Kha</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Parent Journal</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Rbjo Kids</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">SY 25- 26</category><title>Preliminary Consideration and Chapter 1 Method of Education</title><description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;h2 data-end="397" data-start="364"&gt;&lt;strong data-end="397" data-start="367"&gt;Preliminary Considerations&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;ul data-end="1090" data-start="398"&gt;
&lt;li data-end="669" data-start="398"&gt;
&lt;p data-end="455" data-start="400" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong data-end="453" data-start="400"&gt;Education is an atmosphere, a discipline, a life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;ul data-end="669" data-start="458"&gt;
&lt;li data-end="544" data-start="458"&gt;
&lt;p data-end="544" data-start="460" style="text-align: left;"&gt;Atmosphere → Children learn through the environment and relationships around them.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li data-end="601" data-start="547"&gt;
&lt;p data-end="601" data-start="549" style="text-align: left;"&gt;Discipline → Building good habits is foundational.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li data-end="669" data-start="604"&gt;
&lt;p data-end="669" data-start="606" style="text-align: left;"&gt;Life → Nourishing the mind with living ideas, not just facts.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li data-end="877" data-start="671"&gt;
&lt;p data-end="737" data-start="673" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong data-end="735" data-start="673"&gt;Parents are the child’s first and most important teachers.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;ul data-end="877" data-start="740"&gt;
&lt;li data-end="814" data-start="740"&gt;
&lt;p data-end="814" data-start="742" style="text-align: left;"&gt;Home is not secondary to school; it is the primary place of formation.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li data-end="877" data-start="817"&gt;
&lt;p data-end="877" data-start="819" style="text-align: left;"&gt;Parents must be intentional in shaping habits and ideas.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li data-end="1090" data-start="879"&gt;
&lt;p data-end="946" data-start="881" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong data-end="944" data-start="881"&gt;The goal of education is character and whole-person growth.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul data-end="1090" data-start="949"&gt;
&lt;li data-end="1036" data-start="949"&gt;
&lt;p data-end="1036" data-start="951" style="text-align: left;"&gt;Not only filling the mind with knowledge, but shaping will, habits, and affections.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li data-end="1090" data-start="1039"&gt;
&lt;p data-end="1090" data-start="1041" style="text-align: left;"&gt;Learning is not for exams, but for living well.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;

&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;h2 data-end="1137" data-start="1097" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong data-end="1137" data-start="1100"&gt;Chapter 1 – A Method of Education&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;ul data-end="1924" data-start="1138"&gt;
&lt;li data-end="1343" data-start="1138"&gt;
&lt;p data-end="1182" data-start="1140" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong data-end="1180" data-start="1140"&gt;Education is a discipline of habits.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;ul data-end="1343" data-start="1185"&gt;
&lt;li data-end="1291" data-start="1185"&gt;
&lt;p data-end="1291" data-start="1187" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Habits (of attention, truthfulness, kindness, order, etc.) are the rails on which a child’s life runs.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li data-end="1343" data-start="1294"&gt;
&lt;p data-end="1343" data-start="1296" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Forming good habits early saves effort later.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li data-end="1553" data-start="1345"&gt;
&lt;p data-end="1379" data-start="1347" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong data-end="1377" data-start="1347"&gt;Children are born persons.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;ul data-end="1553" data-start="1382"&gt;
&lt;li data-end="1463" data-start="1382"&gt;
&lt;p data-end="1463" data-start="1384" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;They are not empty vessels, but individuals with their own minds and dignity.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li data-end="1553" data-start="1466"&gt;
&lt;p data-end="1553" data-start="1468" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Respect their thoughts, do not underestimate their ability to understand big ideas.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li data-end="1738" data-start="1555"&gt;
&lt;p data-end="1605" data-start="1557" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong data-end="1603" data-start="1557"&gt;Mind feeds on ideas, not just information.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;ul data-end="1738" data-start="1608"&gt;
&lt;li data-end="1671" data-start="1608"&gt;
&lt;p data-end="1671" data-start="1610" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Use living books and real experiences instead of dry facts.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li data-end="1738" data-start="1674"&gt;
&lt;p data-end="1738" data-start="1676" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Narration helps children take ideas and make them their own.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li data-end="1924" data-start="1740"&gt;
&lt;p data-end="1774" data-start="1742" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong data-end="1772" data-start="1742"&gt;Education shapes the will.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;ul data-end="1924" data-start="1777"&gt;
&lt;li data-end="1831" data-start="1777"&gt;
&lt;p data-end="1831" data-start="1779" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Teach children to choose wisely, not just to obey.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li data-end="1924" data-start="1834"&gt;
&lt;p data-end="1924" data-start="1836" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The will can be strengthened by small daily choices, guiding them toward self-control.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
&lt;h2 data-end="1973" data-start="1931" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong data-end="1973" data-start="1934"&gt;My Takeaway&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;ul data-end="2296" data-start="1974"&gt;
&lt;li data-end="2019" data-start="1974"&gt;
&lt;p data-end="2019" data-start="1976" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Your home is the most powerful classroom.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li data-end="2096" data-start="2020"&gt;
&lt;p data-end="2096" data-start="2022" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I will Focus on &lt;strong data-end="2093" data-start="2031"&gt;habits + living ideas + respect for your child as a person&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li data-end="2161" data-start="2097"&gt;
&lt;p data-end="2161" data-start="2099" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Knowledge should be &lt;strong data-end="2134" data-start="2119"&gt;life-giving&lt;/strong&gt;, not rote or mechanical.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li data-end="2296" data-start="2162"&gt;
&lt;p data-end="2296" data-start="2164" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Parenting and teaching is not about control, but guiding children to grow in independence, character, and love for God and others.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
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My title is as if I am traveling for pleasure. LOL. It is all about work and wouldn't be alone if it's pleasure tho, I sure to tag along my crew (Team Arabejo) if that is!&lt;br /&gt;
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Our connecting flight is in Japan. Good thing it's not my first time riding in a plane. :D&lt;br /&gt;
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After all the preparation from home and procedures, immigration, baggage and everything including the flight for 4 hours, I feel like I want a breather. Good thing in Japan's airport it is possible! I need not to go anywhere. No worries of going to be late on on-boarding to the next flight.&lt;br /&gt;
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This is so far the longest flight. I take advantage of everything available in the craft. Rest room, coffee, soda, wine beer, food that I ate; tissues, water . Duh. It's kinda boring. We experience multiple turbulence but not my concern at all. I want to go to a different place aside from my seat. Funny on this flight I was asked multiple times for my passport whenever I requested for a liquor.&lt;br /&gt;
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After almost 12 hours on air. Touchdown Texas. Thanks G for the safe flight. But wait there's more another almost 3 hours flight going to Virginia. Since it's already midnight we stayed at Best Western Hotel.&lt;br /&gt;
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Time to lay down the literally tired body.&lt;br /&gt;
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Almost there. Last time to chill and setting the expectation that the following days will be a grinding day everyday!&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;gt; There is a humor in the office that there are number of employees will be send to USA for a training. As usual it started as a hearsay. I don't mind anything about it. I am happy and grateful for the work that I have plus the fact that hubs and me are in the same company. I don't want to be a hypocrite to say that I don't want the experience but then again it's pure "hearsay" no formal communication. 
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&amp;gt; Then they started asking for those who have valid passport. Hubs and I are looking for possibilities of travelling abroad that's why I have one. 
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&amp;gt; Here comes the day. There are 4 reps chosen to be part of the training and need to be approved for a US Visa to go the US for training. 
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&amp;gt; Now, It's for real.. I am so much lucky to be chosen and so so lucky to have an approves Visa. 
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&amp;gt; Photo was taken the same day after consul's interview. Cannot brag the news yet since everything is in the planning stage. 
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&amp;gt; I can't thank enough hubs for driving me and being sleepless with me. 
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&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;trebuchet ms&amp;quot; , sans-serif;"&gt;When we decided&amp;nbsp;to buy a property, we are so happy that we are going to have our first ever investment. It may not be that big but still it's an investment and a fulfillment for me. Last year, I received this best offer, buying a house and lot directly from&amp;nbsp;the owner to pay only for 3 years. What a good deal right? For some instance after paying for almost a year the seller need an immediate money for healthcare&amp;nbsp;expenses. The owners are elderly and no other source of income except from their child. They received a best-est&amp;nbsp;offer to cash in the property they were selling. Though it is a bridge of contract but since I understand their situation hubby and I give in since they were returning all the money that we paid.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;trebuchet ms&amp;quot; , sans-serif;"&gt;It's frustrating yet I saw a rainbow while holding that sum of money&amp;nbsp;we received back. I suggested , since we also needed, to purchase a car. It may not be an investment but this will make the kids happier and comfortable for our growing family. It may be an expenses in exchange of our supposedly investment but we've got no regrets having Wyx as an additional family member.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I am a little (just a little promise&#128578;) upset as I am writing this post. As when I try my best not to be mean, not to talk about ot yet I heard statements that I am then the villain of their secret affair.&lt;br /&gt;
I am really amazed how she can managed it silently. And just because I am loud then I am now the bad one here.&lt;br /&gt;
1. I am genuinely true to you initially, what about you?&lt;br /&gt;
2. I don't give a damn about your so called BEST FRIEND with BENEFITS affair that was just started 4 months ago &#128563; best friends with common interest right?! to FLIRT!&lt;br /&gt;
3. Accept it, you're a flirt don't make excuses about it. &amp;nbsp;Can't contain yourself without hanging out with him.&lt;br /&gt;
4. You said you don't care about him let me give one of the most plastic scenario:&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; He's ignoring you for a week and you are worried even asked me as to why and sent him a pm then you made a consistent effor! &#128079;&#127995;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;What about me? we've been close since then, if you see him as a friend and the same thing &amp;nbsp;to me why is that, I (we) never felt your consistency. Good job flirt! &#128528;&lt;br /&gt;
5. Everything you told me when we were in the getting to know stage was a BIG LIE &#127942;&lt;br /&gt;
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You will never like it if I boiled up with your paawa and epal drama making me &amp;nbsp;the reason why you're secret affair is no longer a secret. I haven't done anything yet! Wala pa! I was so nice enough forgiving you about accusing me, cause you don't really matter at all. But don't fill up my tumbler of kindness( tumbler lang un) cause I can directly talk to your spouses don't push me too much Harotcheena!&lt;br /&gt;
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sorry for posting this, I just would like to vent out and help myself to cope with this feeling that I would like to reveal everything but still I am worried about their family. &amp;nbsp;I know Karma is approaching. Juat don't push me too much or I can be your Karma.&lt;br /&gt;
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I am not a KPop fan or korean drama fan. Since I am carnivourous and not fond of spicy in that case I am not fond of Korean cuisine. But these beautiful people invited me to be a victim. &#128557; 
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All I can say is that the company you are with is the most enjoyable thing rather than the food. &#129396;&#129396;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://widgets.amung.us/tab.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;WAU_tab('o0c4vfhrlbun', 'right-upper')&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://beloved-uncertaintees.blogspot.com/2019/01/first-korean-food-experience.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mommy Kharen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQhdv_kzwssNBOd_lhJfN6U0LNoXOzWcumb6O7t-4w_MZ21vR0TARz09j58M4alabi_yV4dvdOLpCdK9k1AZkyEq2tcKegUQRUbvzpk-VlRWmm6rlBjhGB4nWpl1SwjFePcT-_X_MTh1Jd/s72-c/image1-746674.jpeg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2681489904336923444.post-243207330501779830</guid><pubDate>Fri, 19 May 2017 01:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2019-01-21T18:37:59.032+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">friends</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">kha</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">mad</category><title>FO</title><description>I am now declaring that as of writing this, that I am not going to be the same me to her anymore. She is just an acquaintance. A colleague. I am very particular with my friends. I am honest to them, real, truthful, caring, funny , naughty and I am trusting the person &amp;nbsp;for me to say that we are friends. I only have few trusted friends and I don't care if its few. I am not that righteous but I don't let my friend to be in a wrong way of life. I can be a guide to be a better person( we will struggle together) help to be better and not to be something unacceptable with my standards and by the society. I share my, friends, cousins experiences not to brag but to let them know how was it, the &amp;nbsp;impact and outcome. No communication, no petty talks, no honesty, fake and not receptive so it's just an acquaintance.&lt;br /&gt;
Will treat the person the same as I treated the others. I will not be sensitive to what &#128529;going to feel, &amp;nbsp;I can say what I want to say without hesitation, No barriers, if by chance &#128529;got offended plain sorry will do. &amp;nbsp;I won't give a damn care. I don't need her friendship and I think it's mutual anyway. Good bye to you my trusted ( I thought) friend. * just a line in a song not totally related lo*&lt;br /&gt;
I came up with the realization after gathering literal words coming from her that it was all planned with her own intentions.&amp;nbsp; She make friends with me for a purpose, to get near to her subject. She used me to enter our group. It was amazing a not so nice feeling! She did a great job! This how I can see things now.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Not that I am going to post anything about something obscene or talent and what not.. It's simply about legs &#128514;&#128514;.. It's been so long that I am not wearing any kind of clothes that will expose my legs. It started when I get pregnant to my second baby. I got some allergies that leave scars to my skin. Since I am not into cosmetics that will help remove or reduce scars and I am also not fond of vegies, I immediately gave up the fight of a good skin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 17px;"&gt;I am into shorts and skirts during the time that I only have my first born which is also one root of me and my husband's misunderstanding. Then when the time that I initiate not wearing those, I think my husband was the happiest on my decision.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-size: 17px;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 17px;"&gt;Just recently that I realized that my scars were no longer visible, there were some but can't barely notice. I wore a dress to a birthday party. It's been so long and I felt a little ashamed but husband said it's okay. Besides we borrowed my brothers car, maybe one reason my husband agreed on me wearing that. We need not to travel commuting from one ba/puv to another. I felt I was like a teen, the time when we met the first time. It gives me additional feeling of confidence. (regains confidence actually) I think I can buy clothes that I want.. hmmm &#129300;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://widgets.amung.us/tab.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;WAU_tab('o0c4vfhrlbun', 'right-upper')&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://beloved-uncertaintees.blogspot.com/2017/05/exposure.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mommy Kharen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiF1o_U6ZcSsS2ChyFwWiIRWxKDKuD0boYekFrkXZZbLZlqAW5_fl-BtHJpqb35KjSRBFsS6ouKhSqkuoWRTlOXC3mTAnUPe6nT7pwEc0mBxYpPAHzbQVMDYt0wgGkh1uWheJPqRWKxNNhp/s72-c/image1-790135.JPG" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2681489904336923444.post-5564273125280387885</guid><pubDate>Thu, 11 May 2017 03:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2017-05-11T11:21:18.322+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">agent kharen...</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">kha</category><title>PTP : Coping</title><description>This time tagalog muna. Yung PTP sa fb permission to post. Paalam ako sa sarili kong blog. lol. Madalas na kasi kahit aware akong may grammar issues ako english talaga post ko dito. Una praktis, pangalawa para hindi masyado harsh at intense , pangatlo dahil sa blogging ops required. Regardless tumbling grammar mo basta english pumapatok naman at nababayaran. Anyway gusto ko lang mgpost ng tagalog. Ganado.. Na ooverwhelmed kasi ko sa mga bagay. Ang taas na ng upuan ko. &#128514;&#128540;Yung isang friend ko ngsabi bilib daw sya sa pagiging positibo ko(drugs ba to lol) at matibay sa buhay. Oh well una maganda yung training ground ko ung buhay namen na mapapa #struggleisreal ka talaga at impluwensya ng nanay ko. Yung pagiging optimistic partly nun nahawa na lang ako sa asawa ko. Tapos yung isang chics na malapit sa puso ko #excousin sabi ang mature daw ng way of thinking ko. Na flatter ako oo pero minsan kasi literal na mind over matter. Tapos nitong huli tinanong ako ano daw ba pinagbabasa ko bakit parang ang light light at easy ng buhay ko. Sa totoo lang napakahina ko kaya, iyakin, maramdamin,negatron at madaling sumuko . Walang maniniwala pero totoo yun. Kaya minsan sa blog ko na lang dinadaan. Sulat, buntong hininga at dasal. At higit sa lahat lagi ko iniisip yung meron ako. Kumbaga gratefulness ang pairalin para happy life. Wala lang #mema lang&#128514;&#128514;&#128514;&lt;br /&gt;
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In my previous company I met good and best friends. Good friends that will guide you, mold you and laugh with you. Everyone is unique and not so righteous but everyone respects one another. It may not be that obvious but its real. There are differences but there's an acceptance. I was in an environment that I can say a best work place culture.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;uictfonttextstylebody&amp;quot;; font-size: 17px;"&gt;Then I expects. Moving from one place to another with a big hope that I will have the same community. With an open heart and patience and a big changes within I have expected a lot. And I got disappointed. I am used to different kinds of people but it stricken me that fast without me knowing. I was so disappointed at her. I let myself befriended to her because I thought we have the same visions, because I thought we have common beliefs about family, because I thought she is a better person that will lead me to a right path, because that's HOW she introduce herself. My fault that I hoped too much. Believed too much. I have a note in my station "Expect high on achievements and low on people" which was the very first of all sayings that I've printed yet I never learned my lesson. Almost weeks of stress and a little depression but realized that she never cared at all. Maybe it was just me who cared all this time. Note to self, I am formerly mean and I was taught to be nice, I became nice but was betrayed by my expectation but I won't be back to the old mean me just because of that failure. I can just walk away, avoid or don't give a damn care and I will be okay. Not all heart aches reason is from a lover sometimes it is also from a failure friendship.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://widgets.amung.us/tab.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;WAU_tab('o0c4vfhrlbun', 'right-upper')&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://beloved-uncertaintees.blogspot.com/2017/05/disappointed.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mommy Kharen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8Y0k1jDYigjQaOgRGDzJLm03k6U90nOP7DzSlbfa_tHAWfWtCg40NLKFRugWH0lscDlSdGipg161qpGrfPlSRdk6kG2xxJ9-OiowPAglksdu0WW6Ub9-k-VpazTEsKnsF1LY5xihLLR7y/s72-c/image1-733153.JPG" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2681489904336923444.post-2541870883811812703</guid><pubDate>Sun, 23 Apr 2017 04:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2017-04-23T12:14:09.014+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">agent kharen</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Bundle of Joy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Happiness</category><title>Relaxing Sunday</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
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I feel so stress recently. There were a lot of things bugging me. As of the moment I feel so helpless and things is not under my control. Yet I won't give up. I can rest, take a deep breath and I know I can surpass this again as I always did. I have them and the rest that's all that matters. Go kha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://widgets.amung.us/tab.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;WAU_tab('o0c4vfhrlbun', 'right-upper')&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://beloved-uncertaintees.blogspot.com/2017/04/relaxing-sunday.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mommy Kharen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbUyP_IRTzrmr1arzUpd-ag2Y355B67wKBvMwK9SOSd41Q95uO_MZwDoZaSDElYcHzFAoamTe7w0dAuNjXSZuTZSOtBxCjs2tc-pyyD3sXpYjYdQe9XBLe5_Nj8qJ86XH9jJebMs6SPEch/s72-c" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2681489904336923444.post-6310862214073682134</guid><pubDate>Mon, 17 Apr 2017 03:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2019-01-21T18:26:02.587+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blogging again</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">friends</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Girls Talk</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">high school life</category><title>Reunited</title><description>&lt;div class="mobile-photo" style="text-align: center;"&gt;
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I just love being with these most mean girls.. 
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Kudos to Vanessa's hubs for preparing the meal. It's a sneak getaway nearby, very limited but full of fun, from call time to part ways time. No minutes wasted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://widgets.amung.us/tab.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;WAU_tab('o0c4vfhrlbun', 'right-upper')&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://beloved-uncertaintees.blogspot.com/2019/01/reunited.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mommy Kharen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjogjCdZx9WA6u8Z035pY00rgBq6Ch7XVIVfOxOtFWyoPPZiWYoj0AfyQuZfetj8tbgIHn3ODGxYm__v4ZTstyLMDluUT-aAnEQROOFzpYQ_hxNlHbnPFYUJHcYV0XZL7e5quOyZjuLfWBm/s72-c/image1-735099.jpeg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2681489904336923444.post-5859378752612522651</guid><pubDate>Fri, 02 Dec 2016 04:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2019-10-27T02:01:17.946+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">agent kharen...</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Birthday</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blogging again</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Family</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Star City</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">travel</category><title>My 31st</title><description>&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;
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I am so thankful and blessed for the life that I have. I don't have all the good things in life but having my healthy happy family is enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://widgets.amung.us/tab.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;WAU_tab('o0c4vfhrlbun', 'right-upper')&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://beloved-uncertaintees.blogspot.com/2019/01/my-31st.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mommy Kharen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQBdxc8jvzypo3m340blBVrpYso88Rg7pF9vtkYYEb7W29cB4s08joUFjsCRcrnPZg2PwFFxSJlcLL6sF0kMjOuvH1Ihciu0oo8EuCOLJgP1VPnl8T4ULOYJ6Ew1U6mjNHmFWNZRddGKxO/s72-c/image1-771941.jpeg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2681489904336923444.post-1133307370549329739</guid><pubDate>Tue, 02 Aug 2016 03:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2016-08-02T11:48:40.079+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">agent kharen...</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Family</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Parenting</category><title>Level up Plans</title><description>As I get matured and looking at the bigger picture of my little family, I am aiming more and more for my kids. How I can make their life comfortable and the way of their living without neglecting the &amp;nbsp;things that they should learn in life as they grows. Plan of their studies and more spacious home. My dream of owning our own home seemingly vanish as I have to be more practical and think of other things which is more important. Mom and my eldest brother offer's our ancestral's house. At the same time mom needs someone to accompany her and we can't also afford to be away from mom. Recently mom's another level up proposal is to renovate for the second time of our home. A proposal of new main doorway &amp;nbsp;and also offers a new side for windows as it is more conducive and more ventilated side of the house. She also advises to look for ideas of&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://renovationexperts.com/" target="_blank"&gt;window &amp;nbsp;tinting for homes&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;online or in the nearby home depot. I am enthusiastic for mom's ideas and offers at the same time I feel like kids need a more spacious rooms to play and study. The property is available all we have to do is to maximize the availability of it and plan carefully. &amp;nbsp;It was mom's suggestion not to get a ling term house loan. Considering that it will be our achievement as a couple yet that would be a long term sweet burden though. And 30 years is not a short period. That will be half of our lives. I was enticed how developers nearby beautify houses around with an ample square foot property. The place that I have right now is more promising than subdivisions houses. Our place is not a depressed area but a residential area. Making the best out of it, designing at my finest touch to satisfy my craving with developers taste of construction and reading some professional tips online. While planning of how to start the renovation, as early as now we are checking for alternative and best ideas for a good design that we will include in our bucket list for renovation .In time all of the plans that's piling up will be coming into reality the sooner.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;I've been blogging for a decade and it doesn't sound good to my ear. I am offended. As a blogger I used to read reviews about anything, you can sense if it will be truthful or just for the sake of a paid post. But if you're not a blogger don't express your opinion as if &amp;nbsp;it was a fact and to a point of sharing it to others as if it was genuinely FACT. We all have our rights to our opinion but maybe you can think of others may knew a lot better than you do when it comes to a different thing. Again as what the saying goes , if you can't say anything good or just for the sake of humiliating an opinion of the others have the courtesy to keep silent.&lt;br /&gt;
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It's true that as you go older , handling frustrations and maturity is never easy but due to experiences it was not that difficult to deal with those. Where in times that you wanted to spank, nor shout or react yet you chose to calm down, deep breath and say to yourself this is is just a bad day or that person maybe going into something that you didn't know. Maybe difficult than what you were going through or maybe you are blessed than that person. Being straightforward as an attitude will only comes into place if and if only you almost tried all your diffusing techniques you can for your own emotions but still unable to win against your wit to express. Not talking back not means being a coward but instead in a matter of better addressing more (in my opinion) maturely its valuing yourself. And or the other person at least. &lt;br /&gt;
It has been written here a lot of times that I changed a lot. Day 1 that I met my husband. Day 1 that I become a mother. Day 1 that I lost my brother. Those life experiences made me change a lot as a person. One thing I know not yet changing to me, it's writing down my thoughts, frustrations and things that offended me. Whether it's small little issues or big enough to attack such person. I am still writing it down. And I still have the same principle, that if its just me that will be affected, I can bear it but not with my love ones. Writing this down as my easy post while in the van going home makes me feel I am okay. Need not to bring the bad feeling at home. Reading and be reminded about courageous Catie serves as my guide to my journey to earthy life. Thank you angel Catie.&lt;br /&gt;
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My title was not actually from me. This was from the bravest little girl whom I never met yet impacted my life a huge. I may not seem to be religious nor may obviously reflect God on my doings but I believe to myself that I have a strong faith. I know it wasn't enough just to say that "I have faith". But, incorporating it to my life, daily habits and practice is necessary to show how strong it is. &lt;br /&gt;
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This blog has been my diary since a decade. I share my thoughts, frustrations , achievements and sadness. This has been left abandoned quite a while when I felt that I cannot make any better to share good thoughts but purely frustrations , anger and negativity. And for all those time I felt shame to myself then I got to know about #courageouscatie . Like as well as to others,she seemed to be an angel to me in a timely manner that makes me realize how lucky I am and I should be grateful as always.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"&gt;My brother who died of a motorcycle accident&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since 2014 I always told to myself that I was never been okay. Since my brother died, then my mom got sickly, my son had a Hirchsprungs then my eldest daughter got sick followed by my husband as well. And the situation go round and round repeatedly until today. Some has a period, such as the death in the family. But the unstable health condition still continues specially to mom and my kids. I Am financially challenge, physically exhausted and emotionally battered . In time that I get used to heard about this little girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"&gt;My daughter and my mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime in March this year, mom got hospitalized with enlargement of the heart to consider pleural effusion, got no one to look after the kids, husband and I have to go to work to financially sustain the family. The business just had bankruptcy. When my boss posted a tribute to her posting a yakult bottle. Then I started to stalked jayjay's Instagram and the Facebook page. Each day that I checked whenever I have time , I always cried. From day 1 of being hospitalized until it gets severed then to finally have a diagnosis and up until today. I wasn't with her during her battle but I can feel the pain and how courageous she was. &amp;nbsp;And I admire her for that courage and wearing a brave clean heart. I admire her parents for raising her that way. And I admire Jesus the most for having created Catie and let the world knew about her in his ways.&lt;br /&gt;I may not be able to write Feliz and Jayjay or show up in Catie's wedding day but in my heart I am so much thankful to the Lucas family for being an inspiration, giving me an ounce of courage and dozen reasons letting me aware how Jesus prepared me to this earthy life and given me a wonderful people in my life. Now, part of our bed time stories and Facebook browsing is the story of Catie that I am sharing to my kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I once love reading. Back when I was young (so matagal na yun lols) and when I was bum at home for my first born, I used t read articles and news online. I am not so much into hard copy such as books nor magazines but time to time I also checked those. But browsing is the most that I love. Things or articles that made me interests makes me keep on coming back on that web page. Recently my love for reading seems coming back. I downloaded ibooks and pdf of the stories , short poems that interests me. I may not look a book worm (cause its not a bookworm db. eBook-worm hehee)&amp;nbsp; to others and this some sort of a joke but I am. Funny how my interest little by little getting back on me. I think I am starting of getting back my old self.. hehehe &lt;br /&gt;
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I blog hopped this morning while I am looking after my kids. I dropped to &lt;a href="http://www.unstoppablepedestrian.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Nene's blog &lt;/a&gt;. I feel renewed dropping by on her page. I just realized though most of us me , Jean and Nene domain blogs left undone, Nene continue her blog in a free domain site. Then reading her unstoppable journey makes me feel like I miss blogging again. I have so much to tell. To share. Instagram or&amp;nbsp; Pinterest&amp;nbsp; not satisfies me as I share my stories from posting pictures. I still don't have excess time from the hats of being a wife, employee, a mom, a daughter and a friend yet I just realize traveling&amp;nbsp; more than an hour is enough to complete my posts. Dressing up my blog excites me again. I did lost the opps that makes blogging a plus but I know I can win them back or welcome new ones.&lt;br /&gt;
Soon to be mom of two (Ferry) thank you for inspiring me. I will try to update the lovers, Lyxn and Klyd's blog and if not too much I will revive the Mommy Kharen's blog. :)&lt;br /&gt;
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I feel so down this has been the longest but I know I am able to manage it. I always think that there were others suffering worst than what I can think of. I don't feel comfortable writing the reasons behind but letting me typed in the feeling, made me feel somehow better with the back ground music of Slapshock, Quezo, Wolfgand, Urbandub and other local rock band. Suits my ear and my feelings. I don't know why I feel so comforted with these kind of genre. But the thing about listening to it again makes me miss my brother so much. It relaxes me and forget what I am into but misses him and change the feeling into sadness of missing him. Sigh* cannot get everything in one shot ayt?. I almost tried posting in my account about tired of getting strong. Yet I deleted it. It shows signs of weakness I know and spread negativity online and to my friends news feed. So I thought not a good idea. My blog is my diary. And not everyone in my fb can see my blog. Not everyone will be interested anyway. That means I can still express my frustrations here.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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