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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/rss2full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><rss xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" xmlns:itunes="http://www.itunes.com/dtds/podcast-1.0.dtd" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><title>Realities and Realizations</title><link>http://realitiesandrealizations.blogspot.com/</link><description>Stories of life's struggles and triumphs</description><language>en</language><managingEditor>mai_carluen14@yahoo.com (MaiRaine)</managingEditor><lastBuildDate>Mon, 09 Nov 2009 08:32:35 PST</lastBuildDate><generator>Blogger http://www.blogger.com</generator><openSearch:totalResults xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/">80</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/">1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/">25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><media:keywords>life,relationships,parenting,family,inspirational</media:keywords><media:category scheme="http://www.itunes.com/dtds/podcast-1.0.dtd">Kids &amp; Family</media:category><itunes:owner><itunes:email>mai_carluen14@yahoo.com</itunes:email><itunes:name>myraine policarpio</itunes:name></itunes:owner><itunes:author>myraine policarpio</itunes:author><itunes:explicit>no</itunes:explicit><itunes:keywords>life,relationships,parenting,family,inspirational</itunes:keywords><itunes:subtitle>Realities and Realizations</itunes:subtitle><itunes:summary>Stories of life's struggles and triumphs</itunes:summary><itunes:category text="Kids &amp; Family" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/lMyF" type="application/rss+xml" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com" /><item><title>Lucky to Marry My Best Friend...</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/lMyF/~3/HU7kWwtWM5s/i-am-blessed-to-marry-my-best-friend.html</link><category>Duet</category><category>parenthood</category><category>Lucky</category><category>music</category><category>family</category><category>song</category><category>Jason Mraz</category><category>lifetime commitment</category><category>marriage</category><category>Colbie Marie Caillat</category><category>best friend</category><author>mai_carluen14@yahoo.com (myraine policarpio)</author><pubDate>Sun, 08 Nov 2009 00:42:24 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9168995081031394897.post-4432333868322215467</guid><description>&lt;br&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hySYHfmLEFs/SvaCCFw4sOI/AAAAAAAAAM0/A_2oQiwDbCc/s1600-h/best+friends.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 190px; height: 270px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hySYHfmLEFs/SvaCCFw4sOI/AAAAAAAAAM0/A_2oQiwDbCc/s320/best+friends.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401647775496057058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am thankful that GOD let me get married, experience to have a family of my own, and celebrate both womanhood and parenthood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful that He made me fall in love with the same man over and over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am blessed I married my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am glad I did, I do and I always will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful, grateful, happy and blessed to have Rainier as my hubby. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May GOD bless us as we celebrate, enjoy and spend our marriage together as we oath to have this as our lifetime commitment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We pledge and we pray. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In HIM, we trust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, please take time to listen to this duet by &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Colbie Marie Caillat &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Jason Mraz&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;LUCKY&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really enjoy listening to it – love this music so much. Hope you'll like it, too.&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTc3MjcyMjUwMTUmcHQ9MTI1NzcyNzIzMDMyOCZwPTI5MzMzMSZkPSZnPTEmbz1jODljY2EzNDA3OTg*NjJmYjNkZWQ*YWEwZDFmN2Y4ZA==.gif" /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://videokeman.com"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i39.photobucket.com/albums/e159/normanski/players/ewualizer.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://videokeman.com/jason-mraz/lucky-ft-colbie-caillat-jason-mraz-3/"&gt;Lucky Ft. Colbie Caillat – Jason Mraz Music Code&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;embed src="http://i39.photobucket.com/albums/e159/normanski/players/videokemanplay.swf" width="300" height="44" wmode="transparent" FlashVars="playerID=1&amp;bg=0xffffff&amp;leftbg=0xCA4536&amp;lefticon=0xffffff&amp;rightbg=0xCA4536&amp;rightbghover=0x999999&amp;righticon=0xffffff&amp;righticonhover=0xffffff&amp;text=0xCA4536&amp;slider=0x303030&amp;track=0xFFFFFF&amp;border=0x666666&amp;loader=0xC52C24&amp;autostart=yes&amp;loop=yes&amp;soundFile=http://videokeman.com/dload/flv3/0815/Jason_Mrazx-xLucky_Ftxdot_Colbie_Caillat.vkm" &gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;My fave part...&lt;/span&gt; (so inspiring and &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;nakakakilig&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to have been where I have been&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to be coming home again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky we're in love in every way&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to have stayed where we have stayed&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to be coming home someday.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://secure.bidvertiser.com/performance/bdv_rss_rd.dbm?pid=199917&amp;bid=487646&amp;PHS=199917487646&amp;click=1&amp;rsrc=3" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bdv.bidvertiser.com/BidVertiser.dbm?pid=199917&amp;bid=487646&amp;PHS=199917487646&amp;rssimage=1&amp;rsrc=3" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9168995081031394897-4432333868322215467?l=realitiesandrealizations.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I am grateful that He made me fall in love with the same man over and over. I am blessed I married my best friend. I am glad I </itunes:subtitle><itunes:author>myraine policarpio</itunes:author><itunes:summary> I am thankful that GOD let me get married, experience to have a family of my own, and celebrate both womanhood and parenthood. I am grateful that He made me fall in love with the same man over and over. I am blessed I married my best friend. I am glad I did, I do and I always will. I am thankful, grateful, happy and blessed to have Rainier as my hubby. May GOD bless us as we celebrate, enjoy and spend our marriage together as we oath to have this as our lifetime commitment. We pledge and we pray. In HIM, we trust. By the way, please take time to listen to this duet by Colbie Marie Caillat and Jason Mraz - LUCKY. I really enjoy listening to it – love this music so much. Hope you'll like it, too. Lucky Ft. Colbie Caillat – Jason Mraz Music Code My fave part... (so inspiring and nakakakilig) I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend Lucky to have been where I have been Lucky to be coming home again. Lucky we're in love in every way Lucky to have stayed where we have stayed Lucky to be coming home someday. </itunes:summary><itunes:keywords>life,relationships,parenting,family,inspirational</itunes:keywords><feedburner:origLink>http://realitiesandrealizations.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-am-blessed-to-marry-my-best-friend.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Reflection... Who I Am Inside. ..</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/lMyF/~3/WLGJNjhcvQU/when-will-my-reflection-show-who-i-am.html</link><category>Philippines</category><category>reflection</category><category>Filipino</category><category>Mulan</category><category>music</category><category>Walt Disney</category><category>sound track</category><category>movie</category><category>Lea Salonga</category><author>mai_carluen14@yahoo.com (myraine policarpio)</author><pubDate>Wed, 04 Nov 2009 18:56:00 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9168995081031394897.post-2242929420845664568</guid><description>&lt;br&gt;Look at me,&lt;br /&gt;I will never pass for a perfect bride,&lt;br /&gt;or a perfect daughter.&lt;br /&gt;Can it be, I'm not meant to play this part.&lt;br /&gt;Now I see,&lt;br /&gt;That if I were truly to be myself, I would break my family's heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is that girl I see&lt;br /&gt;Staring straight, back at me&lt;br /&gt;Why is my reflection someone I don't know&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I cannot hide, who I am&lt;br /&gt;though I've tried.&lt;br /&gt;When will my reflection show who I am inside.&lt;br /&gt;When will my reflection show who I am inside. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the video. Take a peek and sing along.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Sh4gOPrPsU0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Sh4gOPrPsU0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Lea Salonga indeed gives justice to the song. What a wonderful version! Loving my own. So proud of HER and her Music. Proud to be a Filipino.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://secure.bidvertiser.com/performance/bdv_rss_rd.dbm?pid=199917&amp;bid=487646&amp;PHS=199917487646&amp;click=1&amp;rsrc=3" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bdv.bidvertiser.com/BidVertiser.dbm?pid=199917&amp;bid=487646&amp;PHS=199917487646&amp;rssimage=1&amp;rsrc=3" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9168995081031394897-2242929420845664568?l=realitiesandrealizations.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Now I see, That if I were truly to be myself, I would break my family's heart Who is that girl I see Staring straight, back at me Why is</itunes:subtitle><itunes:author>myraine policarpio</itunes:author><itunes:summary> Look at me, I will never pass for a perfect bride, or a perfect daughter. Can it be, I'm not meant to play this part. Now I see, That if I were truly to be myself, I would break my family's heart Who is that girl I see Staring straight, back at me Why is my reflection someone I don't know Somehow I cannot hide, who I am though I've tried. When will my reflection show who I am inside. When will my reflection show who I am inside. Enjoy the video. Take a peek and sing along. Ms. Lea Salonga indeed gives justice to the song. What a wonderful version! Loving my own. So proud of HER and her Music. Proud to be a Filipino. </itunes:summary><itunes:keywords>life,relationships,parenting,family,inspirational</itunes:keywords><feedburner:origLink>http://realitiesandrealizations.blogspot.com/2009/11/when-will-my-reflection-show-who-i-am.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Minimalism at Home…</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/lMyF/~3/R5e4xTtrAbY/minimalism-at-home.html</link><category>do-it-yourself guide</category><category>Home Sweet Home</category><category>online shopping</category><category>minimalism</category><category>house</category><category>appliances</category><category>shopping centers</category><category>home decoration</category><category>family</category><category>furnitures</category><author>mai_carluen14@yahoo.com (myraine policarpio)</author><pubDate>Thu, 29 Oct 2009 18:14:22 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9168995081031394897.post-3981342203851199296</guid><description>&lt;br&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hySYHfmLEFs/Suo9UxyO41I/AAAAAAAAAMs/QWe5EB4OIWU/s1600-h/home+sweet+home.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 137px; height: 121px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hySYHfmLEFs/Suo9UxyO41I/AAAAAAAAAMs/QWe5EB4OIWU/s320/home+sweet+home.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398194530527667026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Before the traumatic fire and flood incidents happened and took away the material things and resources that we have, hubby and I used to really buy things from different shopping centers - malls, bazaars, online shopping stores and the likes. We would certainly have these material things and resources in our shopping carts, whether we necessarily needed such or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But certainly not now, after those tests of faith, we have decided to practice &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;minimalism&lt;/span&gt;: to only buy things that we basically need, life’s basics. Today, we only settle for the best, most reliable and quality appliances, furniture, utensils, house wares, and many more. However, we only settle for one of all kinds – one set of and for everything. We now put everything in place – exactly where they are expected to be seen – &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;spacious, light, refreshing, relaxing, unique, innovative, creative, appropriate and beautiful... yet truly affordable.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, we’ve only got the right and best things that our home sweet home can only accommodate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it more. I love each piece exactly where and how it is placed and designed to make our little bungalow a mansion, our dream house. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Laughs and chills!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minimalism is our style, our choice and our decision. Now, you can make yours. Enjoy!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://secure.bidvertiser.com/performance/bdv_rss_rd.dbm?pid=199917&amp;bid=487646&amp;PHS=199917487646&amp;click=1&amp;rsrc=3" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bdv.bidvertiser.com/BidVertiser.dbm?pid=199917&amp;bid=487646&amp;PHS=199917487646&amp;rssimage=1&amp;rsrc=3" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9168995081031394897-3981342203851199296?l=realitiesandrealizations.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/kPmfVzAcG_QBc6zj2zeYsv3iIOk/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/kPmfVzAcG_QBc6zj2zeYsv3iIOk/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/lMyF/~4/R5e4xTtrAbY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><media:thumbnail url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hySYHfmLEFs/Suo9UxyO41I/AAAAAAAAAMs/QWe5EB4OIWU/s72-c/home+sweet+home.jpeg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://realitiesandrealizations.blogspot.com/2009/10/minimalism-at-home.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>What We Have at Home</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/lMyF/~3/zpjPH7FVU68/what-we-have-at-home.html</link><category>Home Sweet Home</category><category>blessings</category><category>happy home</category><category>family</category><author>mai_carluen14@yahoo.com (myraine policarpio)</author><pubDate>Wed, 28 Oct 2009 16:36:09 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9168995081031394897.post-1038479314735183252</guid><description>&lt;br&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hySYHfmLEFs/SujTTVwVHwI/AAAAAAAAAMk/eEEpASCmYb4/s1600-h/family+pic+bit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 220px; height: 140px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hySYHfmLEFs/SujTTVwVHwI/AAAAAAAAAMk/eEEpASCmYb4/s320/family+pic+bit.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397796482614370050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Our Secrets of a Happy Home&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the things we live with, we live for, and we live by...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eieo. Family. Marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love. TLC.  Faith. Hope.&lt;br /&gt;Happiness. Trust. Respect. Understanding.   &lt;br /&gt;Patience. Sacrifice. Compassion.&lt;br /&gt;Fidelity. Wisdom. Intelligence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above all, we have HIM - our GOD, our Creator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these things, I guess, the reasons why we live a happy home. Cheers! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Love of a Family is Life's Greatest Blessing!&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://secure.bidvertiser.com/performance/bdv_rss_rd.dbm?pid=199917&amp;bid=487646&amp;PHS=199917487646&amp;click=1&amp;rsrc=3" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bdv.bidvertiser.com/BidVertiser.dbm?pid=199917&amp;bid=487646&amp;PHS=199917487646&amp;rssimage=1&amp;rsrc=3" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9168995081031394897-1038479314735183252?l=realitiesandrealizations.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/lZ5Xj6X3XhBeIiP10jY1vK8Pa5I/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/lZ5Xj6X3XhBeIiP10jY1vK8Pa5I/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/lMyF/~4/zpjPH7FVU68" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><media:thumbnail url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hySYHfmLEFs/SujTTVwVHwI/AAAAAAAAAMk/eEEpASCmYb4/s72-c/family+pic+bit.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://realitiesandrealizations.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-we-have-at-home.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>This Ends The Semester</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/lMyF/~3/ExfwSMHvFG4/this-ends-semester.html</link><category>college students</category><category>university</category><category>methods</category><category>class</category><category>fun</category><category>schooling</category><category>teaching strategies</category><category>college education</category><category>inspiration</category><category>teacher</category><author>mai_carluen14@yahoo.com (myraine policarpio)</author><pubDate>Thu, 15 Oct 2009 07:30:37 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9168995081031394897.post-3312210306650519337</guid><description>&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I love my students... in the University.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are my happiness, my inspiration and my motivation to always come to class on time, with a smile and a bunch of creative, innovative and enjoyable teaching strategies and activities - fun, enjoyable, never boring yet so effective methods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without saying a word or taking any efforts, they encourage me to continue my deeds and still push through with my aspirations, dreams and missions. You have always helped me in many great ways - just like &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Eieo&lt;/span&gt;, you are my bundles of joy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for keeping me inspired, motivated and fulfilled. See you around, my dear students. Good luck and GOD Bless us all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teaching is my passion; it is my cup of tea... a very soothing, calming and detoxifying tea, my ultimate beverage. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://secure.bidvertiser.com/performance/bdv_rss_rd.dbm?pid=199917&amp;bid=487646&amp;PHS=199917487646&amp;click=1&amp;rsrc=3" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bdv.bidvertiser.com/BidVertiser.dbm?pid=199917&amp;bid=487646&amp;PHS=199917487646&amp;rssimage=1&amp;rsrc=3" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9168995081031394897-3312210306650519337?l=realitiesandrealizations.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/0r00-60LuaWYk3Tcv8eJE9zjBWw/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/0r00-60LuaWYk3Tcv8eJE9zjBWw/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/lMyF/~4/ExfwSMHvFG4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://realitiesandrealizations.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-ends-semester.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Gifts and Blessings Filipinos Have</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/lMyF/~3/KT7xvZ4JL0I/gifts-and-blessings-filipinos-have.html</link><category>Philippines</category><category>blessings</category><category>calamity</category><category>Filipinos</category><category>typhoon Ondoy</category><category>test of faith</category><category>gifts</category><category>disaster</category><category>Ketsana</category><author>mai_carluen14@yahoo.com (myraine policarpio)</author><pubDate>Tue, 13 Oct 2009 22:31:10 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9168995081031394897.post-6345952908308233718</guid><description>&lt;br&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hySYHfmLEFs/StVfgVeJtdI/AAAAAAAAAMU/lat_2V2xlWU/s1600-h/Modern+bayanihan.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hySYHfmLEFs/StVfgVeJtdI/AAAAAAAAAMU/lat_2V2xlWU/s320/Modern+bayanihan.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392321137970099666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Modern Bayanihan&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;We thank God for these gifts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Gift of Laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Gift of Music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Gift of Faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, we, Filipinos are happy people, music lovers and faithful followers of Christ. We live with and by these, God's blessings and graces. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've proven ourselves that we love one another - we care, we understand and we are all willing to help - lending a helping hand towards happiness, success and unity. Nothing can stop us from living and being there for one another - not even you, Ondoy (Ketsana). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In God, We Trust.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://secure.bidvertiser.com/performance/bdv_rss_rd.dbm?pid=199917&amp;bid=487646&amp;PHS=199917487646&amp;click=1&amp;rsrc=3" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bdv.bidvertiser.com/BidVertiser.dbm?pid=199917&amp;bid=487646&amp;PHS=199917487646&amp;rssimage=1&amp;rsrc=3" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9168995081031394897-6345952908308233718?l=realitiesandrealizations.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/QArpO9nGgOIcyIZ0SDX7eAwRBFk/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/QArpO9nGgOIcyIZ0SDX7eAwRBFk/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/lMyF/~4/KT7xvZ4JL0I" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><media:thumbnail url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hySYHfmLEFs/StVfgVeJtdI/AAAAAAAAAMU/lat_2V2xlWU/s72-c/Modern+bayanihan.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://realitiesandrealizations.blogspot.com/2009/10/gifts-and-blessings-filipinos-have.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Another Test of Faith in 2009</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/lMyF/~3/xSEMzSIEjHI/another-test-of-faith-in-2009.html</link><category>Philippines</category><category>trials</category><category>loss of a loved one</category><category>delubyo</category><category>death</category><category>typhoon Ondoy</category><category>test of faith</category><category>recovery</category><category>disaster</category><category>Ketsana</category><category>prayers</category><category>challenges</category><author>mai_carluen14@yahoo.com (myraine policarpio)</author><pubDate>Sun, 11 Oct 2009 04:00:45 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9168995081031394897.post-5784170137871159848</guid><description>&lt;br&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hySYHfmLEFs/StG6XwRl0wI/AAAAAAAAAMM/V7pCoOxvgM0/s1600-h/lighted+candles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 165px; height: 165px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hySYHfmLEFs/StG6XwRl0wI/AAAAAAAAAMM/V7pCoOxvgM0/s320/lighted+candles.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391295146197635842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"Mai, if we know how to embrace God's blessings, who are we not to accept life's trials and sufferings, His challenges."&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Hubby Rainier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fire incident (May 7, 2009) took everything away from us, our houses, things, properties, assets, savings, and a lot more. We have nothing except each other’s hands, our son, Eieo, families, relatives, friends, clients and colleagues. We had no material things at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though this traumatic incident happened right after planning our future, of a better life and a more stable and happier lifestyle, we were proud to say that we were able to accept the fact that though we had to get detached from all of these earthly stuffs, we never felt sad, worried and depressed. In other words, we never thought that we could actually leave with nothing at hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite of it all, we were still thankful and grateful to GOD for we were able to cope with and recover from that test of faith – the fire incident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unexpectedly, on September 26 (of the same year, 2009), we faced another test of faith. We were some of those who got affected by typhoon &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Ondoy’s (Ketsana)&lt;/span&gt; aftermath. For the second time, we needed to turn our backs to our house, things, properties, assets, savings, and a lot more just to save ourselves from this calamity. We had to relocate to save our lives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way out of the house and as the floods were coming our way, destroying many houses and properties, I was only thinking of one thing: GOD has His plans – even a lot better than what we have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the saddest part was we lost a loved one – my father-in-law passed away. He was drowned because of very high, unexpected and unusual floods. It was too late when it was his time to get rescued. Losing a loved one is indeed the most painful of it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When that happened, one thing was running in my mind: I had to be strong for my hubby. He needed me the most at these trying times and so I did – thank and praise GOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, we were hurting; we cried, mourned and grieved BUT we never asked GOD why. In fact, our faith and trust in HIM get even stronger, better. We are holding on to HIM – tighter than ever. He is indeed our source of inspiration, understanding, wisdom and strength. And prayers have always been so powerful, so calming, so reliable, such a relief, our spiritual energizers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are indeed tests of faith and we strongly believe that God has His plans after all. Again and as always, we are optimistic that we can surpass all these trials and be able to recover with God’s help, in His time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thy will be done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless us all!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://secure.bidvertiser.com/performance/bdv_rss_rd.dbm?pid=199917&amp;bid=487646&amp;PHS=199917487646&amp;click=1&amp;rsrc=3" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bdv.bidvertiser.com/BidVertiser.dbm?pid=199917&amp;bid=487646&amp;PHS=199917487646&amp;rssimage=1&amp;rsrc=3" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9168995081031394897-5784170137871159848?l=realitiesandrealizations.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/wE9uadLWkB6x0M75FISCQEUtE4k/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/wE9uadLWkB6x0M75FISCQEUtE4k/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/lMyF/~4/xSEMzSIEjHI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><media:thumbnail url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hySYHfmLEFs/StG6XwRl0wI/AAAAAAAAAMM/V7pCoOxvgM0/s72-c/lighted+candles.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://realitiesandrealizations.blogspot.com/2009/10/another-test-of-faith-in-2009.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Prayer of St. Francis of Assisi (Panalangin para sa Kapayapaan)</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/lMyF/~3/fqJxk_zdqJs/prayer-of-st-francis-of-assisi.html</link><category>peace</category><category>prayer</category><category>St. Francis of Assisi</category><author>mai_carluen14@yahoo.com (myraine policarpio)</author><pubDate>Fri, 25 Sep 2009 00:35:54 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9168995081031394897.post-2449289315940062632</guid><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hySYHfmLEFs/SrxuyNr3q8I/AAAAAAAAAME/9W3HBwVRjiw/s1600-h/SDC12421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hySYHfmLEFs/SrxuyNr3q8I/AAAAAAAAAME/9W3HBwVRjiw/s320/SDC12421.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385301063374449602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, make me an instrument of your peace.&lt;br /&gt;Where there is hatred, let me sow love;&lt;br /&gt;where there is injury,pardon;&lt;br /&gt;where there is doubt, faith;&lt;br /&gt;where there is despair, hope;&lt;br /&gt;where there is darkness, light;&lt;br /&gt;and where there is sadness, joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Divine Master,&lt;br /&gt;Grant that I may not so much seek&lt;br /&gt;to be consoled as to console;&lt;br /&gt;to be understood as to understand;&lt;br /&gt;to be loved as to love.&lt;br /&gt;For it is in giving that we receive;&lt;br /&gt;it is in pardoning that we are pardoned;&lt;br /&gt;and it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.&lt;br /&gt;Amen &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Panginoon,&lt;br /&gt;Gawin mo akong kasangkapan ng iyong kapayapaan,&lt;br /&gt;Saan man may alitan, paghasikin mo ako ng pagibig.&lt;br /&gt;Sa may pagkukulang, kapatawaran&lt;br /&gt;Sa may pag-aalinlangan, pananampalataya&lt;br /&gt;Sa kasawiang-palad, pag-asa&lt;br /&gt;Sa kadiliman, liwanag&lt;br /&gt;Sa kalungkutan, ligaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Panginoon,&lt;br /&gt;Loobin mo nawang higit kong naisin&lt;br /&gt;Ang umaliw, kaysa aliwin&lt;br /&gt;Ang umunawa, kaysa unawain&lt;br /&gt;Ang magmahal, kaysa mahalin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sapagkat nasa pagbibigay ang pagtatanggap,&lt;br /&gt;Nasa pagpapatawad ang kapatawaran,&lt;br /&gt;At nasa pagkamatay ang pagsilang sa buhay na walang hanggan. &lt;br /&gt;AMEN.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IxSWxAKv5ic&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IxSWxAKv5ic&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://secure.bidvertiser.com/performance/bdv_rss_rd.dbm?pid=199917&amp;bid=487646&amp;PHS=199917487646&amp;click=1&amp;rsrc=3" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bdv.bidvertiser.com/BidVertiser.dbm?pid=199917&amp;bid=487646&amp;PHS=199917487646&amp;rssimage=1&amp;rsrc=3" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9168995081031394897-2449289315940062632?l=realitiesandrealizations.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/8eRWYPggYgwo2oT5OKrHMEw1hmo/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/8eRWYPggYgwo2oT5OKrHMEw1hmo/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/lMyF/~4/fqJxk_zdqJs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><media:thumbnail url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hySYHfmLEFs/SrxuyNr3q8I/AAAAAAAAAME/9W3HBwVRjiw/s72-c/SDC12421.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><enclosure url="http://www.youtube.com/v/IxSWxAKv5ic&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" length="1025" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" /><media:content url="http://www.youtube.com/v/IxSWxAKv5ic&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" fileSize="1025" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" /><itunes:explicit>no</itunes:explicit><itunes:subtitle> Lord, make me an instrument of your peace. Where there is hatred, let me sow love; where there is injury,pardon; where there is doubt, faith; where there is despair, hope; where there is darkness, light; and where there is sadness, joy. O Divine Master, </itunes:subtitle><itunes:author>myraine policarpio</itunes:author><itunes:summary> Lord, make me an instrument of your peace. Where there is hatred, let me sow love; where there is injury,pardon; where there is doubt, faith; where there is despair, hope; where there is darkness, light; and where there is sadness, joy. O Divine Master, Grant that I may not so much seek to be consoled as to console; to be understood as to understand; to be loved as to love. For it is in giving that we receive; it is in pardoning that we are pardoned; and it is in dying that we are born to eternal life. Amen Panginoon, Gawin mo akong kasangkapan ng iyong kapayapaan, Saan man may alitan, paghasikin mo ako ng pagibig. Sa may pagkukulang, kapatawaran Sa may pag-aalinlangan, pananampalataya Sa kasawiang-palad, pag-asa Sa kadiliman, liwanag Sa kalungkutan, ligaya. O Panginoon, Loobin mo nawang higit kong naisin Ang umaliw, kaysa aliwin Ang umunawa, kaysa unawain Ang magmahal, kaysa mahalin Sapagkat nasa pagbibigay ang pagtatanggap, Nasa pagpapatawad ang kapatawaran, At nasa pagkamatay ang pagsilang sa buhay na walang hanggan. AMEN. </itunes:summary><itunes:keywords>life,relationships,parenting,family,inspirational</itunes:keywords><feedburner:origLink>http://realitiesandrealizations.blogspot.com/2009/09/prayer-of-st-francis-of-assisi.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>He Died For Me, I Live For HIM.</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/lMyF/~3/7f7nW19KcQ0/he-died-for-me-i-live-for-him.html</link><category>i am YOURS</category><category>casting crowns</category><category>blessings</category><category>faith in HIM</category><category>thanksgiving</category><category>prayer</category><category>God</category><category>who am i</category><author>mai_carluen14@yahoo.com (myraine policarpio)</author><pubDate>Fri, 18 Sep 2009 08:54:09 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9168995081031394897.post-3827130269512556286</guid><description>&lt;br&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hySYHfmLEFs/SrOq-uAW-0I/AAAAAAAAAL8/_UsQmUfuPpQ/s1600-h/table+of+peace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 317px; height: 175px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hySYHfmLEFs/SrOq-uAW-0I/AAAAAAAAAL8/_UsQmUfuPpQ/s320/table+of+peace.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382833974116023106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am I...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;by Casting Crowns&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am I, that the Lord of all the earth&lt;br /&gt;Would care to know my name&lt;br /&gt;Would care to feel my hurt&lt;br /&gt;Who am I, that the Bright and Morning Star&lt;br /&gt;Would choose to light the way&lt;br /&gt;For my ever wandering heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not because of who I am&lt;br /&gt;But because of what You’ve done&lt;br /&gt;Not because of what I’ve done&lt;br /&gt;But because of who You are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a flower quickly fading&lt;br /&gt;Here today and gone tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;A wave tossed in the ocean&lt;br /&gt;Vapor in the wind&lt;br /&gt;Still You hear me when I’m calling&lt;br /&gt;Lord, You catch me when I’m falling&lt;br /&gt;And You’ve told me who I am&lt;br /&gt;I am Yours, I am Yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am I, that the eyes that see my sin&lt;br /&gt;Would look on me with love and watch me rise again&lt;br /&gt;Who am I, that the voice that calmed the sea&lt;br /&gt;Would call out through the rain&lt;br /&gt;And calm the storm in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not because of who I am&lt;br /&gt;But because of what You’ve done&lt;br /&gt;Not because of what I’ve done&lt;br /&gt;But because of who You are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a flower quickly fading&lt;br /&gt;Here today and gone tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;A wave tossed in the ocean&lt;br /&gt;Vapor in the wind&lt;br /&gt;Still You hear me when I’m calling&lt;br /&gt;Lord, You catch me when I’m falling&lt;br /&gt;And You’ve told me who I am&lt;br /&gt;I am Yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not because of who I am&lt;br /&gt;But because of what You’ve done&lt;br /&gt;Not because of what I’ve done&lt;br /&gt;But because of who You are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a flower quickly fading&lt;br /&gt;Here today and gone tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;A wave tossed in the ocean&lt;br /&gt;Vapor in the wind&lt;br /&gt;Still You hear me when I’m calling&lt;br /&gt;Lord, You catch me when I’m falling&lt;br /&gt;And You’ve told me who I am&lt;br /&gt;I am Yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Yours&lt;br /&gt;Whom shall I fear&lt;br /&gt;Whom shall I fear&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause I am Yours&lt;br /&gt;I am Yours...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Listen and sing along with one of my favorite songs. I certainly feel so inspired and relieved whenever I have this music in and with ME. Enjoy my music... get hooked to it as much as I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CT7x3VnrqbA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CT7x3VnrqbA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless us all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love and Prayers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Myraine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://secure.bidvertiser.com/performance/bdv_rss_rd.dbm?pid=199917&amp;bid=487646&amp;PHS=199917487646&amp;click=1&amp;rsrc=3" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bdv.bidvertiser.com/BidVertiser.dbm?pid=199917&amp;bid=487646&amp;PHS=199917487646&amp;rssimage=1&amp;rsrc=3" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9168995081031394897-3827130269512556286?l=realitiesandrealizations.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ft0CtmHKIJDmieZ_zSl2gE6wDVA/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ft0CtmHKIJDmieZ_zSl2gE6wDVA/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/lMyF/~4/7f7nW19KcQ0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><media:thumbnail url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hySYHfmLEFs/SrOq-uAW-0I/AAAAAAAAAL8/_UsQmUfuPpQ/s72-c/table+of+peace.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><enclosure url="http://www.youtube.com/v/CT7x3VnrqbA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" length="1023" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" /><media:content url="http://www.youtube.com/v/CT7x3VnrqbA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" fileSize="1023" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" /><itunes:explicit>no</itunes:explicit><itunes:subtitle> Who am I... by Casting Crowns Who am I, that the Lord of all the earth Would care to know my name Would care to feel my hurt Who am I, that the Bright and Morning Star Would choose to light the way For my ever wandering heart Not because of who I am But </itunes:subtitle><itunes:author>myraine policarpio</itunes:author><itunes:summary> Who am I... by Casting Crowns Who am I, that the Lord of all the earth Would care to know my name Would care to feel my hurt Who am I, that the Bright and Morning Star Would choose to light the way For my ever wandering heart Not because of who I am But because of what You’ve done Not because of what I’ve done But because of who You are I am a flower quickly fading Here today and gone tomorrow A wave tossed in the ocean Vapor in the wind Still You hear me when I’m calling Lord, You catch me when I’m falling And You’ve told me who I am I am Yours, I am Yours Who am I, that the eyes that see my sin Would look on me with love and watch me rise again Who am I, that the voice that calmed the sea Would call out through the rain And calm the storm in me Not because of who I am But because of what You’ve done Not because of what I’ve done But because of who You are I am a flower quickly fading Here today and gone tomorrow A wave tossed in the ocean Vapor in the wind Still You hear me when I’m calling Lord, You catch me when I’m falling And You’ve told me who I am I am Yours Not because of who I am But because of what You’ve done Not because of what I’ve done But because of who You are I am a flower quickly fading Here today and gone tomorrow A wave tossed in the ocean Vapor in the wind Still You hear me when I’m calling Lord, You catch me when I’m falling And You’ve told me who I am I am Yours I am Yours Whom shall I fear Whom shall I fear ‘Cause I am Yours I am Yours... Listen and sing along with one of my favorite songs. I certainly feel so inspired and relieved whenever I have this music in and with ME. Enjoy my music... get hooked to it as much as I do. God bless us all! With Love and Prayers, Myraine </itunes:summary><itunes:keywords>life,relationships,parenting,family,inspirational</itunes:keywords><feedburner:origLink>http://realitiesandrealizations.blogspot.com/2009/09/he-died-for-me-i-live-for-him.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>The Best and My Favorite Post on This Blog</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/lMyF/~3/5cVV2j1pkGs/best-and-my-favorite-post-on-this-blog.html</link><category>wedding vows</category><category>wedding</category><category>Eieo</category><category>giving birth</category><category>family</category><category>wedding ceremony</category><category>message</category><category>lifetime commitment</category><category>marriage</category><author>mai_carluen14@yahoo.com (myraine policarpio)</author><pubDate>Mon, 14 Sep 2009 16:08:55 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9168995081031394897.post-6817274434980412347</guid><description>&lt;br&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hySYHfmLEFs/Sq7Kr981LUI/AAAAAAAAAL0/I862JjWIvCM/s1600-h/Rainier+and+Myraine+Wedding+Picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 164px; height: 270px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hySYHfmLEFs/Sq7Kr981LUI/AAAAAAAAAL0/I862JjWIvCM/s320/Rainier+and+Myraine+Wedding+Picture.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381461461467213122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I would just like to repost hubby’s message for me days after giving birth to OUR Little Prince, our Unico Hijo,  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Eieo &lt;/span&gt;dated August 22 of last year, 2008. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He posted his message on my personal blog without my knowledge and permission – he did some intrusions on my blog (I perfectly love it though). When I checked my blog to make another post and to my surprise, I was overwhelmed and so &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;kinikilig&lt;/span&gt; reading his words and message. Each word and every line had touched my heart and made me shed joyful tears - wasn't really expecting that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so happy then because he seldom says I love you and expresses his feelings – he is not that expressive and showy. But, with this post, I know that I am still the woman he fell in love with almost ten years ago, someone to whom he spent his bachelor days with for five years and to whom he tied a knot almost three years ago. So, here it is… just want to share my happiness with you, my dear readers. Feel his love as much as I did.  :-) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;LOVING MY WIFE MORE…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a week since our little prince was born…&lt;br /&gt;And honestly, I admire how you managed the pains and long hours of labor just to give birth to our precious one.&lt;br /&gt;I know how you sacrifice even your life and I’m so thankful that God saved you from such risk.&lt;br /&gt;No wonder, pain and hard work really result to glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I love you more!&lt;br /&gt;Not only because you’ve given me a child but also because I firmly believe you’re worthy of it.&lt;br /&gt;Certainly, this is not a commitment but I will try my best not to cause you further burden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you better…&lt;br /&gt;I vow to take care of you and our offspring as long as I live.&lt;br /&gt;Let us always replenish our love, everyday; avoiding petty quarrels that make our relationship uneasy.&lt;br /&gt;Let us just focus on how we can abide by our promise to love each other and care for our children.&lt;br /&gt;For who knows, we still are partners, couples even after our lives on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Hope you forgive me for my intrusion.&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Daddy Rainier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, this is indeed the best post in this blog. I love you too, Dad! Likewise&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;, Mommy Myraine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://secure.bidvertiser.com/performance/bdv_rss_rd.dbm?pid=199917&amp;bid=487646&amp;PHS=199917487646&amp;click=1&amp;rsrc=3" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bdv.bidvertiser.com/BidVertiser.dbm?pid=199917&amp;bid=487646&amp;PHS=199917487646&amp;rssimage=1&amp;rsrc=3" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9168995081031394897-6817274434980412347?l=realitiesandrealizations.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/etykNeSJbFq4GRNVmmiuviN0Few/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/etykNeSJbFq4GRNVmmiuviN0Few/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/lMyF/~4/5cVV2j1pkGs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><media:thumbnail url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hySYHfmLEFs/Sq7Kr981LUI/AAAAAAAAAL0/I862JjWIvCM/s72-c/Rainier+and+Myraine+Wedding+Picture.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://realitiesandrealizations.blogspot.com/2009/09/best-and-my-favorite-post-on-this-blog.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Why We Are So Addicted to FACEBOOK</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/lMyF/~3/0p44dqkTI6w/why-we-are-so-addicted-to-facebook.html</link><category>Farmville</category><category>Facebook</category><category>Pet Society</category><category>online networks</category><category>FB application</category><category>Restaurant City</category><category>social software</category><category>Farmtown</category><category>social networking website</category><category>FB</category><author>mai_carluen14@yahoo.com (myraine policarpio)</author><pubDate>Sat, 12 Sep 2009 19:29:50 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9168995081031394897.post-5296463688699075668</guid><description>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hySYHfmLEFs/SqxUG03py7I/AAAAAAAAALs/4gWwunWo8v4/s1600-h/mai+facebook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 220px; height: 140px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hySYHfmLEFs/SqxUG03py7I/AAAAAAAAALs/4gWwunWo8v4/s320/mai+facebook.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380768131048917938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt;'s  applications and features are all good and interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Farmville, Farmtown, Pet Society and Restaurant City&lt;/span&gt;; these simply relax us and get energized, challenged and determined even if we are just in our own comfort zones.&lt;br /&gt;We enjoy reading and posting ideas and thoughts on its Walls as well as looking into our FB friends’ profiles, photos, videos and blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FB widens our social network both here and abroad. Because of this, we’ve got so many virtual friends.&lt;br /&gt;FB makes it less awkward when communicating with strangers or people you are not familiar with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FB allows its users to discuss and share interests and ideas on various topics - anything under the sun. &lt;br /&gt;With FB, communication is a lot easier; self-expression has become really possible and achievable; disclosing oneself has been less difficult and challenging; and, sharing networks has been effective and very useful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of all, we appreciate and thank FB for the privilege to getting closer to clients, old friends, distant relatives or loved ones, former colleagues, and even our mere acquaintances whom we’ve lost contact and communication with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We simply love our FB accounts. Hope you’ll create yours, too – as soon as possible. You might be missing its fun, excitement and pleasure. Indulge and experience the kind of convenience and satisfaction that FB provides – not just to my hubby, my family and friends but also to all those Facebook addicts and enthusiasts like Me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am truly a certified Facebook fanatic – something I think I must be proud of!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Facebook. My social networking website and personal software. My outlet. My online apparatus. My stress minimizer. My virtual friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://secure.bidvertiser.com/performance/bdv_rss_rd.dbm?pid=199917&amp;bid=487646&amp;PHS=199917487646&amp;click=1&amp;rsrc=3" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bdv.bidvertiser.com/BidVertiser.dbm?pid=199917&amp;bid=487646&amp;PHS=199917487646&amp;rssimage=1&amp;rsrc=3" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9168995081031394897-5296463688699075668?l=realitiesandrealizations.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Vox2NR95aG1HOK7OBhCJ2AzUNvg/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Vox2NR95aG1HOK7OBhCJ2AzUNvg/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/lMyF/~4/0p44dqkTI6w" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><media:thumbnail url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hySYHfmLEFs/SqxUG03py7I/AAAAAAAAALs/4gWwunWo8v4/s72-c/mai+facebook.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://realitiesandrealizations.blogspot.com/2009/09/why-we-are-so-addicted-to-facebook.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>I Just Need a YES or a NO!</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/lMyF/~3/iBEGIxsoJHs/i-just-need-yes.html</link><category>anniversary</category><category>love and faith</category><category>Yeng Constantino</category><category>questions</category><category>lifetime commitment</category><category>relationship</category><category>marriage</category><author>mai_carluen14@yahoo.com (myraine policarpio)</author><pubDate>Fri, 04 Sep 2009 17:41:44 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9168995081031394897.post-8555596283580249856</guid><description>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hySYHfmLEFs/SqB1RSXam5I/AAAAAAAAALk/-vOpOK1CoCI/s1600-h/say+YES.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 156px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hySYHfmLEFs/SqB1RSXam5I/AAAAAAAAALk/-vOpOK1CoCI/s320/say+YES.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377426894928649106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Would he still be happy on our 25th anniversary?&lt;br /&gt;Would he still get inspired by me and my existence?&lt;br /&gt;Would he still believe in me as well as in my perceptions and insights?&lt;br /&gt;Would he still admire and want me?&lt;br /&gt;Would he still hug me on our Nth night together?&lt;br /&gt;Would he still kiss me goodnight on my 60th birthday?&lt;br /&gt;Would he still care even if I am old, sick and dying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would he still sing a song for me?&lt;br /&gt;Would he still invite me to dance?&lt;br /&gt;Would he still laugh with me?&lt;br /&gt;Would he still enjoy being with me, sleeping next to me as well as our pillow talks?&lt;br /&gt;Would his love for me be the same as what he used to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would he never get fed up and tired of understanding my weaknesses?&lt;br /&gt;Would love never fade?&lt;br /&gt;Would he never leave me?&lt;br /&gt;Would he never leave for another girl?&lt;br /&gt;Would he never be tempted?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would this really be for better or for worse?&lt;br /&gt;Would this really be for richer or for poorer?&lt;br /&gt;Would this really be in sickness and in health?&lt;br /&gt;Would this really be a lifetime commitment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I really don’t know. So many questions, can’t find enough courage to ask. Please help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I just can’t help it; I am so in love with him.&lt;br /&gt;It seems that I really can’t last a day without him;&lt;br /&gt;I can never bear the idea that we can be so near yet so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I am so sure of is that I love him more than I love myself.&lt;br /&gt;I know this is wrong but what can I do. I’ve been like this for almost seven years now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But is it really true that I love him more than he loves me?&lt;br /&gt;Or, am I just too blind and numb to see and feel his extraordinary ways of expressing his LOVE for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I graciously thank GOD for giving me the chance to love someone like this man,&lt;br /&gt;for making me feel this way, and for allowing me to love and be loved.&lt;br /&gt;Believe or not, I am never miserable. &lt;br /&gt;Little did he only know that I am even grateful and so happy.&lt;br /&gt;I feel so blessed and inspired.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Listen to this. I PROMISE, you'll always be in LOVE.&lt;/span&gt; Special thanks and appreciation to Yeng Constantino for composing and singing this nice song. Keep it up! You make Filipinos proud! 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Would he still believe in me as well as in my perceptions and insights? Would he still admire and want me? Would he still hug me on our Nth night togethe</itunes:subtitle><itunes:author>myraine policarpio</itunes:author><itunes:summary> Would he still be happy on our 25th anniversary? Would he still get inspired by me and my existence? Would he still believe in me as well as in my perceptions and insights? Would he still admire and want me? Would he still hug me on our Nth night together? Would he still kiss me goodnight on my 60th birthday? Would he still care even if I am old, sick and dying? Would he still sing a song for me? Would he still invite me to dance? Would he still laugh with me? Would he still enjoy being with me, sleeping next to me as well as our pillow talks? Would his love for me be the same as what he used to? Would he never get fed up and tired of understanding my weaknesses? Would love never fade? Would he never leave me? Would he never leave for another girl? Would he never be tempted? Would this really be for better or for worse? Would this really be for richer or for poorer? Would this really be in sickness and in health? Would this really be a lifetime commitment? I really don’t know. So many questions, can’t find enough courage to ask. Please help. Well, I just can’t help it; I am so in love with him. It seems that I really can’t last a day without him; I can never bear the idea that we can be so near yet so far. All I am so sure of is that I love him more than I love myself. I know this is wrong but what can I do. I’ve been like this for almost seven years now. But is it really true that I love him more than he loves me? Or, am I just too blind and numb to see and feel his extraordinary ways of expressing his LOVE for me? But I graciously thank GOD for giving me the chance to love someone like this man, for making me feel this way, and for allowing me to love and be loved. Believe or not, I am never miserable. Little did he only know that I am even grateful and so happy. I feel so blessed and inspired. Listen to this. I PROMISE, you'll always be in LOVE. Special thanks and appreciation to Yeng Constantino for composing and singing this nice song. Keep it up! You make Filipinos proud! Go girl... </itunes:summary><itunes:keywords>life,relationships,parenting,family,inspirational</itunes:keywords><feedburner:origLink>http://realitiesandrealizations.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-just-need-yes.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>New Face of Philippine Politics</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/lMyF/~3/4gdBiWqn77I/new-face-of-politics.html</link><category>Noynoy Aquino</category><category>Philippine President</category><category>election 2010</category><category>withdrawal</category><category>democracy</category><category>Benigno C. Aquino Jr.</category><category>Philippines</category><category>Filipinos</category><category>sacrifice</category><category>Mar Roxas</category><category>presidency</category><category>Liberal Party</category><category>politics</category><author>mai_carluen14@yahoo.com (myraine policarpio)</author><pubDate>Tue, 01 Sep 2009 08:55:07 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9168995081031394897.post-2365407442593772617</guid><description>&lt;br&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hySYHfmLEFs/Sp1ByNW4q1I/AAAAAAAAALc/MVVTYooIaiI/s1600-h/my+Philippine+Map.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 220px; height: 220px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hySYHfmLEFs/Sp1ByNW4q1I/AAAAAAAAALc/MVVTYooIaiI/s320/my+Philippine+Map.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376525860985154386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;A Wonderful Twist on Presidency.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the best speeches I've ever heard and witnessed... this made us smile and thank GOD. Two thumbs up! Take a peek on this news report and begin to speak your minds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I am announcing my support for the candidacy of Noynoy Aquino for President in 2010,&lt;/span&gt;" Sen. Mar Roxas said at a press conference at the Club Filipino in Greenhills, San Juan, September 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Noy has made it clear to me that he wants to carry the torch of leadership. The passing of our beloved former President Aquino has reawakened a passion among us. I acknowledge this as fuel to bring us to the realization of our dream: Good will triumph over evil," he said in his speech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ito na ang pinakamabigat na desisyon sa buhay ko. Maniwala man kayo o hindi, ginagawa ko ito para sa bayan, para sa inyo. I do this for unity in support of change. And if that means that somebody must make the sacrifice, it must be me. Ako na," Roxas said, alluding to his political ads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Among those present were LP chairman emeritus and former Senate President Jovito Salonga, former education secretary Florencio "Butch" Abad, and Aquino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said his decision to withdraw his 2010 bid was placing the interests of the country above his own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Country above self. Bayan bago sarili&lt;/span&gt;," he said at the beginning of his speech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roxas said that he and Aquino share the same "outrage over the mess we are all in, the same way we share the solution--clean, honest, selfless public service."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Noynoy and I want to make a difference, but we also know that we need to unite to achieve what we want," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Over the weekend, Noynoy and I had many long conversations... Masinsinang usapan. We agreed: Let us forget about ourselves for a moment. This is not about us, this is about our people and our country. This is about our common dream. The dream of our parents. But let us not remain a country of dreamers. Tama na ang pangarap. Gawin na natin, ngayon," Roxas said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before ending his speech, Roxas gave a message to Aquino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"To you, Noy, I say: I began the campaign to sow the seeds para sa pagbabago at reporma. You must now be the one to grow them in the arena of leadership," Roxas said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hindi kami maghihiwalay ni Noy. I will stand with him," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also had a message for his supporters, saying he won't be abandoning them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"At sa aking mga kababayan, sa mga nagtiwala sa akin: Mahal na mahal ko po kayo. Mahal na mahal ko po ang ating bayan. Hindi rin tayo maghihiwalay. Itutuloy natin ang pagbabago sa ating bansa. Itutuloy natin ang laban para sa reporma," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He, however, did not say if he will be Aquino's running mate, or if he would run for re-election in the Senate. Noynoy is expected to make announcement about his decision for 2010 on Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prior to the press conference, LP officials declined to confirm the announcement, but LP leader and former representative Nereus Acosta told ABS-CBN's Pia Hontiveros prior to the 6:30 pm press conference that the LP is heeding the clamor of the people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acosta said Roxas will be explaining the rationale for the changes in the LP's political plans. He said national interest, rather than personal interest, became the basis for Roxas' decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Roxas announced his decision to run as LP's presidential candidate, he has spent heavily on political ads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both the Roxas and Aquino families have deep roots in the Liberal Party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roxas' grandfather, former President Manuel Roxas, founded the Liberal Party in the 1960's. The elder Manuel was the first president of the Philippine Republic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roxas' father, former Senator Gerardo M. Roxas, was the president of the party from 1969 to 1982. "My father led it during the most difficult times of Martial Law. Sa harap ng peligro, sa kabila ng napakaraming tukso, hindi siya sumuko. (In difficulties and temptations, he did not give up.)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He inspired me-to stay the course, to fight the good fight, to pass the test of true character. To believe," Roxas shared about his father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aquino's parents were also involved in the Liberal Party. His father, former Senator Benigno "Ninoy" Aquino Jr. was the party's most vocal member against the Marcos rule. His mother, former President Cory Aquino, ran as a guest candidate of the party in the 1986 snap election.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the weeks leading to Roxas' announcement on Tuesday, Filipinos mourned the August 1 death of Cory Aquino, a democracy icon, and commemorated Ninoy Aquino's death last August 21.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-End of Report-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;With all acknowledgment to &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ABS-CBN News&lt;/span&gt;. My Tambayan. My Station. My Channel. My Kapamilya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Selfless. Responsible. Sincere. Admirable. Confident. Noble. Inspired. Blessed.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Sen. Mar Roxas, Mabuhay ka!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this possibly happens, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Benigno "NoyNoy" C. Aquino Jr.&lt;/span&gt; will surely get votes from our families, friends, mai hubby and me. God bless Philippines! &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Mabuhay ang Pilipinas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://secure.bidvertiser.com/performance/bdv_rss_rd.dbm?pid=199917&amp;bid=487646&amp;PHS=199917487646&amp;click=1&amp;rsrc=3" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bdv.bidvertiser.com/BidVertiser.dbm?pid=199917&amp;bid=487646&amp;PHS=199917487646&amp;rssimage=1&amp;rsrc=3" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9168995081031394897-2365407442593772617?l=realitiesandrealizations.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/guiIPRLuxuRPqNYb9c6dEVBh_UA/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/guiIPRLuxuRPqNYb9c6dEVBh_UA/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/lMyF/~4/4gdBiWqn77I" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><media:thumbnail url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hySYHfmLEFs/Sp1ByNW4q1I/AAAAAAAAALc/MVVTYooIaiI/s72-c/my+Philippine+Map.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://realitiesandrealizations.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-face-of-politics.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>My Prayer After the Meeting</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/lMyF/~3/KrITB8aAZ8g/my-prayer-after-meeting.html</link><category>blessings</category><category>prayer after a meeting</category><category>love and faith</category><category>God</category><author>mai_carluen14@yahoo.com (myraine policarpio)</author><pubDate>Sun, 30 Aug 2009 17:16:57 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9168995081031394897.post-8401748280392122412</guid><description>&lt;br&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hySYHfmLEFs/SpsWJ0og8JI/AAAAAAAAALU/wrmgwHu4iUY/s1600-h/praying+child.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 183px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hySYHfmLEFs/SpsWJ0og8JI/AAAAAAAAALU/wrmgwHu4iUY/s320/praying+child.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375914938200027282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almighty Father, you are the source of all good and the origin of all we are and do. Lord our God, receive our humble thanks and sincerest gratitude for all your gifts. Enable us to respond to your will and loving kindness with the generous commitment of our lives to the service of your Kingdom. We ask this through Christ, our Lord. Amen. &lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://secure.bidvertiser.com/performance/bdv_rss_rd.dbm?pid=199917&amp;bid=487646&amp;PHS=199917487646&amp;click=1&amp;rsrc=3" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bdv.bidvertiser.com/BidVertiser.dbm?pid=199917&amp;bid=487646&amp;PHS=199917487646&amp;rssimage=1&amp;rsrc=3" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9168995081031394897-8401748280392122412?l=realitiesandrealizations.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Good Luck, kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Isang Panawagan para sa Inang Kalikasan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa diwang Pransiskano, hayaan ninyong ako’y bumati: Kapayapaan at mabuting gawa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marahil batid nating lahat na iginuhit ng Panginoong Dakila na si San Francisco’y maging pintakasi ng mga taga-Meycauayan. Kung kaya’t taon-taon siya’y ipinagbubunyi’t inaala-alang lubos. Ipinagdiriwang ang buhay n’yang sadyang banal at huwaran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Galing sa isang mayamang angkan doon sa Assisi, isang maliit na bayan sa Pransya, sumibol si Giovanni Francesco Bernardone. Tinalikuran ang ningning ng yaman at kasikatan, si Francisco’y yumakap sa karalitaan at abang pamumuhay upang sundin ang kalooban ng Maykapal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa kanyang pamumuhay at mga aral, napatunayan n’yang ang mga nilikha ng Diyos ay nararapat lamang na ituring bilang kapamilya at sadyang isapuso ang pagkalinga sa mga ito. Subalit ang masaklap at nakagigimbal na katotohanan ang s’yang nararapat na pagtuunan ng pansin at bigyan ng natatanging pagtugon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halimbawa na lamang sa ating bayan, ang ilog ng Meycauayan ay ibinilang sa prestihiyosong listahan ng limampung pinakamaruruming ilog sa buong mundo. Ito ay isang tunay na kalapastanganan sa ating ibinibidang pintakasi. Basura’y nagkalat, mga puno’t halama’y naglagas na tila ba’y tuluyan na tayong nawalan ng disiplina sa ating mga sarili at higit sa lahat, respeto at pagmamahal sa mga nilikha ng Maykapal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakakalungkot mang isipin subalit wala na tayong iba pang dapat gawin kung hindi ang tugunan at hikayating kumilos ang sambayanan. Pagtulungang muling buhayin at ibalik ang dating anyo at sigla ng ating kalikasan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taon-taong pagdiriwang… Ano na ang kinalabasan ng mga panawagang ipinagsisigawan: Simulan ang kalinisan! Ingatan ang kalikasan! Ibalik ang ganda ng Meycauayan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa aking munting pamamaraan; Ako mismo ang kikilos. Magsisikap na isabuhay ang pamantayan ni San Francisco. Kalinisan… Pagmamalasakit sa inang kalikasan… Isang sumpang idiriin sa aking puso’t isipan…Di lamang ngayon kundi sa darating pang mga taon hangga’t di nagkakatotoo ang adhikain na ito sa ating bayan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://secure.bidvertiser.com/performance/bdv_rss_rd.dbm?pid=199917&amp;bid=487646&amp;PHS=199917487646&amp;click=1&amp;rsrc=3" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bdv.bidvertiser.com/BidVertiser.dbm?pid=199917&amp;bid=487646&amp;PHS=199917487646&amp;rssimage=1&amp;rsrc=3" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9168995081031394897-2950280723859761401?l=realitiesandrealizations.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Thanks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song you'll see or hear below left an impact… Bye, Bye (by Mariah Carey)Hoooh, I can really relate to it. I just do hope people, who love listening to this, know the real meaning behind each line, each word. Such a wonderful message… I’ll share it with you, peeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;This is for my sweetest granddad, my dearest Lolo Leovy…&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTA2Mzk2OTM2NDAmcHQ9MTI1MDYzOTk3NzI5NiZwPTI5MzMzMSZkPSZnPTEmbz1kYzI2ZDBjM2ExYzE*NWFhODI5YWVhOGQ5MzgzNWY4OQ==.gif" /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://videokeman.com"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i39.photobucket.com/albums/e159/normanski/players/ewualizer.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://videokeman.com/mariah-carey/bye-bye-mariah-carey/"&gt;Bye Bye – Mariah Carey Music Code&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;embed src="http://i39.photobucket.com/albums/e159/normanski/players/videokemanplay.swf" width="300" height="44" wmode="transparent" FlashVars="playerID=1&amp;bg=0xffffff&amp;leftbg=0xCA4536&amp;lefticon=0xffffff&amp;rightbg=0xCA4536&amp;rightbghover=0x999999&amp;righticon=0xffffff&amp;righticonhover=0xffffff&amp;text=0xCA4536&amp;slider=0x303030&amp;track=0xFFFFFF&amp;border=0x666666&amp;loader=0xC52C24&amp;autostart=yes&amp;loop=yes&amp;soundFile=http://videokeman.com/dload/flv2/12Jul08/Mariah_Careyx-xBye_Bye.vkm" &gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://secure.bidvertiser.com/performance/bdv_rss_rd.dbm?pid=199917&amp;bid=487646&amp;PHS=199917487646&amp;click=1&amp;rsrc=3" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bdv.bidvertiser.com/BidVertiser.dbm?pid=199917&amp;bid=487646&amp;PHS=199917487646&amp;rssimage=1&amp;rsrc=3" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9168995081031394897-1563864147363331623?l=realitiesandrealizations.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/HUC_cjL7TtFb6-Hc_HUTDfZOVPY/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/HUC_cjL7TtFb6-Hc_HUTDfZOVPY/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/lMyF/~4/fLpG79wg3uU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><media:thumbnail url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hySYHfmLEFs/Sopt7H6L_UI/AAAAAAAAAKs/vknJStNUx60/s72-c/my+butterfly.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><enclosure url="http://i39.photobucket.com/albums/e159/normanski/players/videokemanplay.swf" length="5512" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" /><media:content url="http://i39.photobucket.com/albums/e159/normanski/players/videokemanplay.swf" fileSize="5512" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" /><itunes:explicit>no</itunes:explicit><itunes:subtitle>Quotes on Loving and Losing the Greatest Granddad… Perfect love sometimes does not come until the first grandchild. ~Welsh Proverb The reason grandchildren and grandparents get along so well is that they have a common enemy. ~Sam Levenson A child needs a </itunes:subtitle><itunes:author>myraine policarpio</itunes:author><itunes:summary>Quotes on Loving and Losing the Greatest Granddad… Perfect love sometimes does not come until the first grandchild. ~Welsh Proverb The reason grandchildren and grandparents get along so well is that they have a common enemy. ~Sam Levenson A child needs a grandparent, anybody's grandparent, to grow a little more securely into an unfamiliar world. ~Charles and Ann Morse A grandfather is someone with silver in his hair and gold in his heart. ~Anonymous The best place to be when you're sad is Grandpa's lap. ~Anonymous One of the most powerful handclasps is that of a new grandbaby around the finger of a grandfather. ~Joy Hargrove Granddads… Grandfathers are fathers who are grand, Restoring the sense that our most precious things Are those that do not change much over time. No love of childhood is more sublime, Demanding little, giving on demand, Far more inclined than most to grant the wings Allowing us to reach enchanted lands. Though grandfathers must serve as second fathers, Helping out with young and restless hearts, Each has all the patience wisdom brings, Remembering our passions more than others, Soothing us with old and well-honed arts. Grandfathers are the mountains we call home: Rugged, rock-faced remnants of our souls, Alps far grander than our hills and knolls, Now sheltering the fields through which we roam. Dare we understand what they have been: Fathers of the children of our dreams? As we knew them, bathing in their streams, They were the wakers of the gods within. How beautiful they stand, though far away! Each the guardian of a long lost child, Reached alone by those whose love has smiled So happily it danced right through their day. With all acknowledgment to all those great minds behind these words. Thanks! The song you'll see or hear below left an impact… Bye, Bye (by Mariah Carey)Hoooh, I can really relate to it. I just do hope people, who love listening to this, know the real meaning behind each line, each word. Such a wonderful message… I’ll share it with you, peeps! This is for my sweetest granddad, my dearest Lolo Leovy… Bye Bye – Mariah Carey Music Code </itunes:summary><itunes:keywords>life,relationships,parenting,family,inspirational</itunes:keywords><feedburner:origLink>http://realitiesandrealizations.blogspot.com/2009/08/how-hard-it-is-to-lose-grandfather.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>How Your Guardian Angels Can Help You</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/lMyF/~3/f3lXRd00gsw/how-your-guardian-angels-can-help-you.html</link><category>guardian angel</category><category>angels</category><author>mai_carluen14@yahoo.com (myraine policarpio)</author><pubDate>Tue, 11 Aug 2009 00:32:02 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9168995081031394897.post-1800275964234644488</guid><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hySYHfmLEFs/SoEd49OAdwI/AAAAAAAAAKk/OSu0JbL3LNA/s1600-h/mai+angel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 184px; height: 270px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hySYHfmLEFs/SoEd49OAdwI/AAAAAAAAAKk/OSu0JbL3LNA/s320/mai+angel.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368605095145535234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Do you believe in miracles and angels as well as having your own guardian angel to save you from any harm and protect you to the best that he could? Do you know your guardian angel? Do you know how he can help you live your life to the fullest as he lights your path towards Him? Well, read on and realize how your guardian angels consistently stay with you and amazingly guide you twenty four hours a day, seven days a week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all have our own guardian angel to protect and guide us all through out – day and night. However, not all of us are aware, who is our own guardian angel and how he can help us in many different ways. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our beliefs that there are guardian angels can actually inspire us to do, think and feel good about ourselves and among other people, our fellowmen. If we have been touched by an angel, for sure, it has also changed our lifestyles as well as the way we see life and its wonders. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Guardian Angels: Helping Us in Many Ways&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve mentioned earlier that our guardian angels play a very vital role in our life and in our spirituality. When we are in the womb of our mothers, we already received two great blessings: the gift of life and the gift of an angel. Supported by Biblical scriptures and other reliable references, the existence of guardian angels has become recognized by Christians around the globe since the early 5th century. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In today’s modern world, we can always count on them for immediate guidance and spiritual assistance whenever we think we are on a struggle, a test of faith, or a tough time. Our guardian angels, our invisible protectors are also believed to keep us not just away from any harm but also from any temptations, giving us the protection and the strength that we need. Most of all, our guardian angels make us believe that God truly exists. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Experiences and Journeys&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a personal note, I consider my guardian angel as my security blanket, my spiritual confidant and my very best friend. Being with me since birth, I have been confident enough to be at my best and be that someone God intends and designs me to be. If ever I have done wrong or felt depressed and stressed out, in my quiet time, he suddenly becomes my medium to come closer with my Creator and my Savior. With him, I know that I am well-guided, protected, safe, secured and blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After saying my prayers and my intentions, I can perfectly admit that I am intellectually recharged, physically replenished and spiritually rejuvenated; only through praying I can feel and experience this one in a million total make-over. From there, I can regain my strength and enhance my wisdom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a peek to this traditional Catholic prayer to one's guardian angel as I used to say this when I was a kid along with my other classmates, playmates and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Angel of God, my guardian dear&lt;br /&gt;to whom His  love commits me here.&lt;br /&gt;Ever this day/night be at my side&lt;br /&gt;to light, to guard, to rule and guide.&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May your life be always touched by an angel, then, today and forever. Have a peaceful and wonderful Christian life to live. Let us also not forget to see the angels in other people, angels in human disguise – I think that’s the most important.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://secure.bidvertiser.com/performance/bdv_rss_rd.dbm?pid=199917&amp;bid=487646&amp;PHS=199917487646&amp;click=1&amp;rsrc=3" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bdv.bidvertiser.com/BidVertiser.dbm?pid=199917&amp;bid=487646&amp;PHS=199917487646&amp;rssimage=1&amp;rsrc=3" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9168995081031394897-1800275964234644488?l=realitiesandrealizations.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/tiDas4Kd-mNYMbTWNpHK7PF1V64/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/tiDas4Kd-mNYMbTWNpHK7PF1V64/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/lMyF/~4/f3lXRd00gsw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><media:thumbnail url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hySYHfmLEFs/SoEd49OAdwI/AAAAAAAAAKk/OSu0JbL3LNA/s72-c/mai+angel.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://realitiesandrealizations.blogspot.com/2009/08/how-your-guardian-angels-can-help-you.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>It is Eieo’s Birthday!</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/lMyF/~3/It7fpbrfrWw/it-is-eieos-birthday.html</link><category>mom and dad</category><category>party celebration</category><category>parents</category><category>first child</category><category>Eieo</category><category>birthday invitation</category><category>first birthday party</category><category>big event</category><category>family</category><category>children</category><category>party needs</category><category>son</category><author>mai_carluen14@yahoo.com (myraine policarpio)</author><pubDate>Sun, 09 Aug 2009 08:50:32 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9168995081031394897.post-6531058834762619530</guid><description>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hySYHfmLEFs/Sn7cxWSXKbI/AAAAAAAAAKc/dXlEfzcbcMc/s1600-h/tarpaulin+(11).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 220px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hySYHfmLEFs/Sn7cxWSXKbI/AAAAAAAAAKc/dXlEfzcbcMc/s320/tarpaulin+(11).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367970546226506162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hySYHfmLEFs/Sn7cxcqkBBI/AAAAAAAAAKU/9JfVrRd_v5Y/s1600-h/tarpaulin+(08).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 220px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hySYHfmLEFs/Sn7cxcqkBBI/AAAAAAAAAKU/9JfVrRd_v5Y/s320/tarpaulin+(08).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367970547938624530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hySYHfmLEFs/Sn7cwweGQxI/AAAAAAAAAKM/x7D2fwU1opo/s1600-h/tarpaulin+(06).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 220px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hySYHfmLEFs/Sn7cwweGQxI/AAAAAAAAAKM/x7D2fwU1opo/s320/tarpaulin+(06).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367970536075182866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hySYHfmLEFs/Sn7cwhvm0fI/AAAAAAAAAKE/T5X-MiZQpug/s1600-h/tarpaulin+(04).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 220px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hySYHfmLEFs/Sn7cwhvm0fI/AAAAAAAAAKE/T5X-MiZQpug/s320/tarpaulin+(04).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367970532122087922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;14th day of August&lt;/span&gt;, this coming Friday, our child will turn &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;One&lt;/span&gt;! My hubby and I are both excited to celebrate this one big special day for our very own little prince, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Baby Eieo&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately we have been so busy doing these tasks: organizing this big event, preparing all the party needs and planning everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a peek to his sweet B-day party invitation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Eieo learned to laugh and squeal, sit and stand.&lt;br /&gt;Now, he can walk if you hold his hand.&lt;br /&gt;But the fun has only just begun.&lt;br /&gt;Look out world, Our Little Prince is turning ONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Leo Antonio Carluen Policarpio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st Birthday and Our Family Thanksgiving Mass&lt;br /&gt;August 14, 2009, Friday at 4p.m.&lt;br /&gt;St. Francis of Assisi Parish &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come and celebrate with us. See you there after school!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn’t it cute, sweet and unique? Hubby and 1 really tried our very best to make it appear and sound so different, extra special and so personalized. We wanted all the best for our son, for Eieo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Here is the list of our priorities before his big day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setting up a party theme: Ordering and buying Sesame Street Characters, stuffed toys (Elmo for Eieo).&lt;br /&gt;Completing our guests’ lists.&lt;br /&gt;Meeting with the events organizers, coordinators and caterers as well as the clowns, magicians, waiters, etc.&lt;br /&gt;Purchasing all the necessary party needs, stuffs, decorations and accessories.&lt;br /&gt;Venue, birthday cake, chocolate fountains, bubble machines, ice cream and food carts, party needs and souvenirs reservations.&lt;br /&gt;Photo and video coverage.&lt;br /&gt;Invitation lay-out, printing, packaging and distribution.&lt;br /&gt;Party banners and tarpaulin lay-out and printing.&lt;br /&gt;Birthday food taste test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;His Party Needs:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Party and loot bags, party hats, balloons with different shapes and sizes, pop-ups, prizes for games, assorted candies and lollipops, toys for all ages, stuffs for palayok, piñata and pabitin, kiddie and adult sets of chairs and tables, including all the other catering services.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these must be enjoyed by our 200 guests. Ren and I are keeping our fingers crossed that this will be a successful, fun-filled and exciting event. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We do hope that his first birthday celebration be next to perfection. GOD permits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Mommy Mai and Daddy Ren&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Pictures were taken when he was only 11 (at the studio), 7 (in his high-tech walker), 6 (dad made him reach the ceilings of SM the block, one of his mall tours) and 4 (playing and hiding in the blankets) months.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://secure.bidvertiser.com/performance/bdv_rss_rd.dbm?pid=199917&amp;bid=487646&amp;PHS=199917487646&amp;click=1&amp;rsrc=3" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bdv.bidvertiser.com/BidVertiser.dbm?pid=199917&amp;bid=487646&amp;PHS=199917487646&amp;rssimage=1&amp;rsrc=3" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9168995081031394897-6531058834762619530?l=realitiesandrealizations.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/R6OT6R-Xl06f2dufKmtZYs1t5YI/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/R6OT6R-Xl06f2dufKmtZYs1t5YI/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/lMyF/~4/It7fpbrfrWw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><media:thumbnail url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hySYHfmLEFs/Sn7cxWSXKbI/AAAAAAAAAKc/dXlEfzcbcMc/s72-c/tarpaulin+(11).JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://realitiesandrealizations.blogspot.com/2009/08/it-is-eieos-birthday.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Our Love on a Cake</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/lMyF/~3/kPkvT9LOBF0/our-love-on-cake.html</link><category>Leo Antonio</category><category>blessings</category><category>wedding cake</category><category>couple</category><category>unconditional love</category><category>wedding ceremony</category><author>mai_carluen14@yahoo.com (myraine policarpio)</author><pubDate>Thu, 06 Aug 2009 18:12:26 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9168995081031394897.post-769744678310706067</guid><description>&lt;br&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hySYHfmLEFs/Snt9RsWFg9I/AAAAAAAAAJc/g9rcTn34KRA/s1600-h/Rainier+and+Myraine+wedding+cake+2006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hySYHfmLEFs/Snt9RsWFg9I/AAAAAAAAAJc/g9rcTn34KRA/s320/Rainier+and+Myraine+wedding+cake+2006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367021123857122258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personalized and extra special, our wedding cake was one of the things we listed on top of our wedding planning and preparation priorities. We wanted it to look and appear so unique that’s why we had a couple on top of it with a very unusual character to project. That was the same as our love, imperfect but so unique and special – incomparable and irresistible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we tied a knot last December 16 of 2006, we were so grateful and overwhelmed to live as one, be blessed by GOD and be loved by His people after all the things that we had been through – trials, struggles, tests of faith. Our love is definitely tested by time and handed over by destiny. (so sweet!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We thanked GOD then, today and forever… as His will and plans always work well and turn out to be the same as ours, we are so grateful for all the graces and blessings we have. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our 7-year of relationship and a decade of friendship, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;our Little Prince&lt;/span&gt;, our dearest SON, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Leo Antonio&lt;/span&gt; (Eieo for short) is the greatest gift we’ve ever had, the most rewarding experience, and the best accomplishment and achievement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As more and more people would love to willingly help and support us by all means, all the way, we've sincerely and religiously pledged to always pass the good deeds on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are happy, thankful and overwhelmed; and forever, we will be – I’m sure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May we continuously have a fruitful, happy, successful and blessed married life. Let’s keep the love burning, sweetie.&lt;br /&gt;To God be the glory…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Wedding Cakes…&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wedding cakes are essential parts of any wedding ceremony around the globe. These sweet, tasty and mouth-watering treats have long been a symbol of the newly-wed couple’s good luck charm for a happy marriage. Although the size, shape and contents of the wedding cake have changed quite drastically through the centuries, the tradition of the cake itself remains constant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although its appearance and style may continue to change and adapt in years to come, the wedding cake will always retain its ancient symbolism and honored place at all wedding receptions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="blogcitation" link="http://realitiesandrealizations.blogspot.com/2009/06/ Our-Love-on-a-Cake.html"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogs.icerocket.com/search?q=http://realitiesandrealizations.blogspot.com/2009/06/ Our-Love-on-a-Cake.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Rainier and Myraine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://secure.bidvertiser.com/performance/bdv_rss_rd.dbm?pid=199917&amp;bid=487646&amp;PHS=199917487646&amp;click=1&amp;rsrc=3" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bdv.bidvertiser.com/BidVertiser.dbm?pid=199917&amp;bid=487646&amp;PHS=199917487646&amp;rssimage=1&amp;rsrc=3" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9168995081031394897-769744678310706067?l=realitiesandrealizations.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/bCCWCuLLLpjQfmRlBDY2cU5VHZ4/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/bCCWCuLLLpjQfmRlBDY2cU5VHZ4/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/lMyF/~4/kPkvT9LOBF0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><media:thumbnail url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hySYHfmLEFs/Snt9RsWFg9I/AAAAAAAAAJc/g9rcTn34KRA/s72-c/Rainier+and+Myraine+wedding+cake+2006.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://realitiesandrealizations.blogspot.com/2009/08/our-love-on-cake.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>We Humbly and Sincerely Pray Oh GOD</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/lMyF/~3/gvA94v7am9c/we-humbly-and-sincerely-pray-oh-god.html</link><category>Philippines</category><category>Philippine President</category><category>nation</category><category>honesty</category><category>prayer</category><category>prayer brigade</category><category>leadership</category><category>Jesus Christ</category><category>God</category><category>integrity</category><author>mai_carluen14@yahoo.com (myraine policarpio)</author><pubDate>Thu, 06 Aug 2009 18:14:30 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9168995081031394897.post-8483349736500917988</guid><description>&lt;br&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hySYHfmLEFs/Snf0Rpy_BSI/AAAAAAAAAI8/0SHgjRsv9Fo/s1600-h/praying+hands+one.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 246px; height: 210px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hySYHfmLEFs/Snf0Rpy_BSI/AAAAAAAAAI8/0SHgjRsv9Fo/s320/praying+hands+one.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366026065149887778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;A Good Leader with Genuine Leadership...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leadership is hard to define;&lt;br /&gt;Let us be the ones to define it with justice.&lt;br /&gt;Leadership is like a handful of water;&lt;br /&gt;Let us be the people to share it with those who thirst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leadership is not about watching and correcting;&lt;br /&gt;Let us remember it is about listening and connecting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leadership is not about telling people what to do;&lt;br /&gt;Let us find out what people want.&lt;br /&gt;Leadership is less about the love of power and more about the power of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we continue to undertake the role of a good leader, let us be affirmed by the servant whom we witness in our Savior, Jesus Christ. &lt;br /&gt;Let us walk in the path He has set and let those who will, follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let our greatest passion be compassion.&lt;br /&gt;Our greatest strength, love.&lt;br /&gt;Our greatest victory, the reward of peace.&lt;br /&gt;In leading, let us never fail to follow.&lt;br /&gt;In loving, let us never fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This can possibly happen if we think, act, work and pray hand-in-hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Here is our family prayer for the future Philippine President:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Almighty Father,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God of power and might, wisdom and justice,&lt;br /&gt;we praise and thank You for the gifts of life, peace and love.&lt;br /&gt;We humbly beseech that You assist us with Your Spirit of counsel and fortitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bless the next Philippine President and other government leaders and officials &lt;br /&gt;that they may always seek many ways of righteousness, justice and mercy.&lt;br /&gt;Grant that they may be enabled by your powerful protection to lead our country with all honesty and integrity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give us, O God, leaders whose hearts are large enough to match the breadth of our own souls and give us souls strong enough to follow such leaders of good vision and wisdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give us the hearts to choose the leaders who will work with other leaders and together will sincerely serve the Filipinos with all their heart – no self-interests, no ulterior motives and no personal desires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give us leaders who lead this nation to virtue without seeking to impose our kind of virtue on the virtue of others; leaders those who can differ strength from power, growth from greed, leadership from dominance, and real greatness from the trappings of grandiosity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give us a government that provides for the advancement of this country and stability of its economy without taking resources from others to achieve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We trust You, Great God, to open our hearts to learn from those to whom You speak in different tongues and to respect the life and words of those to whom You entrusted the good of others – in all nations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We beg you, Our Dear Father, give us the vision as a people to know where national leadership truly lies, to pursue it diligently, to require it to protect human rights for everyone, everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ask these things, through Your Son, Jesus Christ, Our Lord, and Our Blessed Mother, Mama Mary with minds open to Your word and hearts that trust in Your eternal care. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="blogcitation" link="http://realitiesandrealizations.blogspot.com/2009/06/ We-Humbly-and-Sincerely-Pray-Oh-GOD.html"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogs.icerocket.com/search?q=http://realitiesandrealizations.blogspot.com/2009/06/ We-Humbly-and-Sincerely-Pray-Oh-GOD.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Myraine, Rainier and Eieo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hySYHfmLEFs/Snf5u7xYglI/AAAAAAAAAJE/yx5t1JIQEi4/s1600-h/prayer+brigade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 246px; height: 210px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hySYHfmLEFs/Snf5u7xYglI/AAAAAAAAAJE/yx5t1JIQEi4/s320/prayer+brigade.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366032065749353042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;COPY STARTS HERE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copy these rules including the logo above and paste in on your blog as is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Write a short, sincere and meaningful prayer, (in your own words and according to the customs of your religious affiliation) about asking God in guiding our country and fellowmen in choosing the right candidate to vote for in the coming 2010 Philippine Presidential Elections. It can be in your own vernacular, and can be short and long as you please. Remember, the goal of the prayer is not only for Peaceful Election but most of all “for the guidance of choosing the right Presidential candidate to vote in the election”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2, Publish the prayer for everyone to Read in your blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Go to the Blog Prayer Brigade Main Page which is located here, and get one of the badges or banners for the brigade. Place the badge or banner in your Sidebar until the 2010 Presidential Elections commence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Make an oath by filling the blank below with your handle/or name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Myraine Carluen - Policarpio&lt;/span&gt;, support the cause of the Blog Prayer Brigade for the election of the Future President of the Republic of the Philippines and I do solemnly promise to recite the prayer, which I wrote, in my own convenient time and regularly as possible until the 2010 Presidential Election commences. Let it be written, let it be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Tag at least 7 Pinoy bloggers you know who haven’t done this before so that the prayer will spread wherever there is a pinoy blogger present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Keep you promise of praying for the Presidential Election so that God may guide us in choosing the right leader for our country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. in January 2010, we will gather all the names and prayers of each participants and publish all their prayers in one Blog. We will also feature in the blog the most beautiful prayer ever composed in this project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;COPY ENDS HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://secure.bidvertiser.com/performance/bdv_rss_rd.dbm?pid=199917&amp;bid=487646&amp;PHS=199917487646&amp;click=1&amp;rsrc=3" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bdv.bidvertiser.com/BidVertiser.dbm?pid=199917&amp;bid=487646&amp;PHS=199917487646&amp;rssimage=1&amp;rsrc=3" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9168995081031394897-8483349736500917988?l=realitiesandrealizations.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/HzAI4tFyerrbPwMS92a3mfp3fRk/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/HzAI4tFyerrbPwMS92a3mfp3fRk/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/lMyF/~4/gvA94v7am9c" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><media:thumbnail url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hySYHfmLEFs/Snf0Rpy_BSI/AAAAAAAAAI8/0SHgjRsv9Fo/s72-c/praying+hands+one.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://realitiesandrealizations.blogspot.com/2009/08/we-humbly-and-sincerely-pray-oh-god.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>A Tribute to OUR Dear Madam Cory Aquino</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/lMyF/~3/vSqETusYyXY/tribute-to-our-beloved-madam-cory.html</link><category>unity</category><category>people power</category><category>woman empowerment</category><category>death</category><category>yellow ribbon</category><category>Philippine</category><category>inspiration</category><category>integrity</category><category>democracy</category><category>freedom</category><category>dignity</category><author>mai_carluen14@yahoo.com (myraine policarpio)</author><pubDate>Sat, 01 Aug 2009 06:58:02 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9168995081031394897.post-2010178403815461917</guid><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hySYHfmLEFs/SnREW75Bq7I/AAAAAAAAAIE/B7qzikgHj8c/s1600-h/cory+aquino.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 190px; height: 290px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hySYHfmLEFs/SnREW75Bq7I/AAAAAAAAAIE/B7qzikgHj8c/s320/cory+aquino.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364988216929790898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Who she was, she is and she will always be…&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A passionate and caring wife to Sen. Benigno "Ninoy" Aquino.&lt;br /&gt;A loving and understanding mother to her children.&lt;br /&gt;A sweet and thoughtful &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Lola&lt;/span&gt; to her grandchildren.&lt;br /&gt;A trustworthy friend.&lt;br /&gt;A creative artist, a painter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A religious and meek Christian.&lt;br /&gt;A prayerful and grateful fellow.&lt;br /&gt;A devoted prayer and democracy advocate.&lt;br /&gt;A woman of prayer, dignity, principles, integrity and empowerment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An influential people power icon.&lt;br /&gt;A considerate and supportive politician.&lt;br /&gt;The first lady president in the Philippines and in Asia.&lt;br /&gt;Our former president.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Famous. Rich. Loving. Kind. Blessed. Grateful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Farewell to OUR Beloved Former President… Mrs. Corazon Cojuangco – Aquino…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your works, words and service to mankind, your legacy will live forever in the hearts of the Filipino as well as those whom you have touched their hearts and changed their lives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;As she joins her Creator in Heaven… her death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the age of 76 on &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;August 1, 2009, 3:18 a.m., at the Makati Medical Center&lt;/span&gt;, Mrs. Mrs. Corazon Aquino died of cardiopulmonary arrest after complications of colon cancer. She was diagnosed with the disease in March 2008 but kept up public appearances this year. A religious Catholic, she regularly attended weekend Holy Mass until shortly before being admitted to hospital in late June. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Roman Catholic&lt;/span&gt; dioceses had started requiem masses for Aquino, after they held "healing masses". Meanwhile, the government declared a week of mourning for her death. Political figures both in the local and international arena claim that the Filipinos have just lost a mother and a guiding voice of the people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, many individuals around the globe have extended sympathy and expressed their grief; we along with other people from different nations have truly admired her extraordinary courage, determination, and moral leadership, which serve as an inspiration to all and exemplify the best in the Filipino nation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hySYHfmLEFs/SnREXHY_MxI/AAAAAAAAAIM/uZyU-TjLzLI/s1600-h/yellow-ribbon.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 80px; height: 90px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hySYHfmLEFs/SnREXHY_MxI/AAAAAAAAAIM/uZyU-TjLzLI/s320/yellow-ribbon.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364988220016636690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Again, we thank you. We'll let the &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;yellow ribbon&lt;/span&gt; live on, generation to generation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We pray for your soul – eternal peace and serenity with &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;OUR Creator, Almighty Father&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love and Prayers,  &lt;span id="blogcitation" link="http://realitiesandrealizations.blogspot.com/2009/06/ A-Tribute-to-OUR-Dear-Madam-Cory-Aquino.html"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogs.icerocket.com/search?q=http://realitiesandrealizations.blogspot.com/2009/06/ A-Tribute-to-OUR-Dear-Madam-Cory-Aquino.html"&gt;Myraine, Rainier and Eieo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://secure.bidvertiser.com/performance/bdv_rss_rd.dbm?pid=199917&amp;bid=487646&amp;PHS=199917487646&amp;click=1&amp;rsrc=3" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bdv.bidvertiser.com/BidVertiser.dbm?pid=199917&amp;bid=487646&amp;PHS=199917487646&amp;rssimage=1&amp;rsrc=3" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9168995081031394897-2010178403815461917?l=realitiesandrealizations.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Join us as we take dreams and imagination to the next level. Happy reading!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;If I were a butterfly, I wouldn’t sip the nectar of the flowers; instead, I’d watch them bloom in the sun. &lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Agnes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;If I were a witch, I'd be Hermione Granger and be the brightest witch of my age and rid the world with all the evil witches and wizards.&lt;/span&gt; – &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Aprille&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;If I were a god, I'd turn burdens into blessings, hatred into love, and envy to adoration. &lt;/span&gt;– &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Mia&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;If I were Ferdinand Marcos, I'd never declare Martial Law. &lt;/span&gt;– &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Mer-va&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;If I were a professor, I'd be Ms. Mai Carluen-Policarpio.&lt;/span&gt; – &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Jodette&lt;/span&gt; (Thanks, Jhodie. I'm suddenly touched. giggles...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;If I were a Superhero, it would be Superman.&lt;/span&gt; – &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ryan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;If I were Superman, I'd also love to be Spiderman, Batman and most of all, a gentleman. &lt;/span&gt;– &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Nico&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;If I were a sun, I'd shine into your life. &lt;/span&gt;– &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Kevin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;If I were a sun, I'd light up your world. &lt;/span&gt;– &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Marion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;If I were a moon, I'd lighten up your darkest night.&lt;/span&gt; –&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; Irrel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;If I were a star, I'd talk to the moon. &lt;/span&gt;– &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Christine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;If I were a star, I'd shine on you at night. &lt;/span&gt;– &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Yama&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;If I were a candle, I'd enlighten your life.&lt;/span&gt; – &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Maxine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;If I were a piano, I'd play the sweetest melody. &lt;/span&gt;– &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ivy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;If I were a violin, I'd make you feel the music to stay relaxed and comfortable. &lt;/span&gt;– &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Bryan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;If I were a pillow, I'd choose to be wet by your tears than to see you crying alone.&lt;/span&gt; – &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Chrissan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;If I were a book, I'd share the best contents and stories to my readers. &lt;/span&gt;– &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Abegail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;If I were a clock, I'd stop the time just to be with you forever.&lt;/span&gt; – &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Veronica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;If I were a time machine, I'd change my wrong decisions in the past. &lt;/span&gt;– &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;May&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;If I were a boy, I'd be the perfect man for her.&lt;/span&gt; – &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Alegria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;If I were a boy, I'd appreciate her more.&lt;/span&gt; – &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Bernadette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;If I were a father, I'd be the best dad alive.&lt;/span&gt; – &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Mailyn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;If I were an angel, I'd guide you forever. &lt;/span&gt;– &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Rinalyn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;If I were an astronaut, I'd explore the universe and see if it’s endless.&lt;/span&gt; – &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ely&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;If I were a chef, I'd cook the best food ever.&lt;/span&gt; – &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Kariza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;If I were a Pharmacist, I'd make drugs that can surely get the disease away in just one take.&lt;/span&gt;  – &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;MJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;If I were a scientist, I'd create inventions that make transportation a lot easier. &lt;/span&gt;– &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Clyde&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;If I were a teacher, I'd be a unique teacher.&lt;/span&gt; – &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Daniel&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;If I were the president, I'd help my poor countrymen survive each day.&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Joecel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;If I were a millionaire, I'd give everything to my family.&lt;/span&gt; – &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Karen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;If I were as beautiful as Ashley Tisdale, I'd get even and make boys cry.&lt;/span&gt; – &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;If I were one of the most influential people in the world, I’d start the burden for the young people to get closer with GOD and see them change so the world will become a better place.&lt;/span&gt; – &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Isabel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, my dear students. You simply inspire me in many little ways that you alone can do, give and share. GOD Bless us all. Take care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all acknowledgment to this class... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;BS Pharmacy 1y1-3&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep up the good work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="blogcitation" link="http://realitiesandrealizations.blogspot.com/2009/06/ What-My-Dear-Students-Have-in-Mind.html"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogs.icerocket.com/search?q=http://realitiesandrealizations.blogspot.com/2009/06/ What-My-Dear-Students-Have-in-Mind.html"&gt;Ms. Mai&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://secure.bidvertiser.com/performance/bdv_rss_rd.dbm?pid=199917&amp;bid=487646&amp;PHS=199917487646&amp;click=1&amp;rsrc=3" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bdv.bidvertiser.com/BidVertiser.dbm?pid=199917&amp;bid=487646&amp;PHS=199917487646&amp;rssimage=1&amp;rsrc=3" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9168995081031394897-9103272113834996149?l=realitiesandrealizations.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/RwBg9tO9ccSyp1zPFc8ZGnqOV7s/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/RwBg9tO9ccSyp1zPFc8ZGnqOV7s/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/lMyF/~4/UPeHoYHtrOw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><media:thumbnail url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hySYHfmLEFs/Sl_PQCYA5lI/AAAAAAAAAH8/oeB2WLp5IJc/s72-c/dreams.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://realitiesandrealizations.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-my-dear-students-have-in-mind.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>I Want to Dance with My Lolo Leovy Again</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/lMyF/~3/2cv_YRRo1rk/i-want-to-dance-with-my-grandfather.html</link><category>grandfather. love</category><category>blessings</category><category>missing</category><category>gratitude</category><category>angel</category><category>memories</category><category>family</category><category>tribute</category><author>mai_carluen14@yahoo.com (myraine policarpio)</author><pubDate>Fri, 07 Aug 2009 03:49:45 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9168995081031394897.post-4396098843295429753</guid><description>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hySYHfmLEFs/SlKS5JDj6RI/AAAAAAAAAG0/CBTFl0lAsAQ/s1600-h/mai+angel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 248px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hySYHfmLEFs/SlKS5JDj6RI/AAAAAAAAAG0/CBTFl0lAsAQ/s320/mai+angel.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355504417277995282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I’ve never had a father.&lt;/span&gt; Thank GOD I have had my dear grandfather though. He raised, nurtured, loved and cared for me as if I were his own biological daughter… he is so loving, caring, thoughtful and giving. He gave me the appreciation, passion and affection that I need to be that someone GOD designs me to be. He made me feel loved and blessed; these things… only he could. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more than 16 years ago before he met his Creator and went up to Heaven, he showed unconditional love and tender loving care not just to me but to most of the people he loved and cherished the most. I miss those days, those times and those years so much, my dearest granddad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;My dearest LOLO&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; unbelievably makes us all laugh, feels relieved and happy, and let us experience the kind of life we all have dreamed of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss him so much… each day that passes especially during the happiest and most rewarding moments of life as well as during those tough times and tests of faith. For I know that if he were only here with us, he’ll surely make us all feel a lot better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I could meet and see you again, I’ll surely hug and kiss you. I won’t let that chance pass by without letting you know how much we love and miss you, how much we cared for you, how much gratitude and longing we have for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We pray that this truly happens… even in our dreams – mine, grandmom’s, mom’s as well as my aunt’s, uncle’s and fellow grandchildren. We’ll surely be so happy and fulfilled. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Just one great hug, Lolo. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is true that we lost your pictures, our photos of joyful moments with you and of great times together during the fire last May 7 of this year. Yet, forgetting your image and facial features would never happen for you are in our hearts then, now and forever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;We miss you so much, Lolo Leovy.&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; How I wish my son meets you in person to smile at you, give you his big hug and throw you a loving kiss. But don’t you worry, Lolo, I’ll make sure he’ll know the best in you, the best granddad in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;If I could get another chance, another walk, another dance with him&lt;br /&gt;I'd play a song that would never, ever end&lt;br /&gt;How I'd love, love, love&lt;br /&gt;To dance with my grandfather again…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could steal one final glance, one final step, &lt;br /&gt;one final dance with him&lt;br /&gt;I'd play a song that would never, ever end&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'd love, love, love&lt;br /&gt;To dance with my grandfather again…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I miss you, Lolo.&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I pray that these words and acts of love would reach heaven. Hope you see and feel how dear you are to me, to us. We love you so much. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Thanks for always being our dearest angel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="blogcitation" link="http://realitiesandrealizations.blogspot.com/2009/06/I-Want-to-Dance-with-My-grandFATHER-Again.html"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogs.icerocket.com/search?q=http://realitiesandrealizations.blogspot.com/2009/06/I-Want-to-Dance-with-My-grandFATHER-Again.html"&gt;Your loving granddaughter, Myraine&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/jPoTxH14Rt/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/jPoTxH14Rt/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:#E6E6E6;padding:1px;"&gt;&lt;div style="float:left;padding:4px 4px 0 0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0"  /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" style="margin:0;padding:0;"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="EmbedSearchBox" /&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Search" style="font-size:12px;" /&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top:3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=0&amp;ek=jPoTxH14Rt" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/152/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=1&amp;ek=jPoTxH14Rt" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/153/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=2&amp;ek=jPoTxH14Rt" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/154/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=3&amp;ek=jPoTxH14Rt" rel="nofollow" &gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/155/10/jPoTxH14Rt/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/xiaomao/music/u8T4_LKB/luther-vandross-dance-with-my-father/"&gt;Click to listen to this wonderful song. Please help us make him feel our LOVE. Thanks!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://secure.bidvertiser.com/performance/bdv_rss_rd.dbm?pid=199917&amp;bid=487646&amp;PHS=199917487646&amp;click=1&amp;rsrc=3" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bdv.bidvertiser.com/BidVertiser.dbm?pid=199917&amp;bid=487646&amp;PHS=199917487646&amp;rssimage=1&amp;rsrc=3" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9168995081031394897-4396098843295429753?l=realitiesandrealizations.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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He raised, nurtured, loved and cared for me as if I were his own biological daughter… he is so loving, caring, thoughtful and giving. He gave me the appreciation, passion and affec</itunes:subtitle><itunes:author>myraine policarpio</itunes:author><itunes:summary> I’ve never had a father. Thank GOD I have had my dear grandfather though. He raised, nurtured, loved and cared for me as if I were his own biological daughter… he is so loving, caring, thoughtful and giving. He gave me the appreciation, passion and affection that I need to be that someone GOD designs me to be. He made me feel loved and blessed; these things… only he could. For more than 16 years ago before he met his Creator and went up to Heaven, he showed unconditional love and tender loving care not just to me but to most of the people he loved and cherished the most. I miss those days, those times and those years so much, my dearest granddad. My dearest LOLO unbelievably makes us all laugh, feels relieved and happy, and let us experience the kind of life we all have dreamed of. I miss him so much… each day that passes especially during the happiest and most rewarding moments of life as well as during those tough times and tests of faith. For I know that if he were only here with us, he’ll surely make us all feel a lot better. If only I could meet and see you again, I’ll surely hug and kiss you. I won’t let that chance pass by without letting you know how much we love and miss you, how much we cared for you, how much gratitude and longing we have for you. We pray that this truly happens… even in our dreams – mine, grandmom’s, mom’s as well as my aunt’s, uncle’s and fellow grandchildren. We’ll surely be so happy and fulfilled. Just one great hug, Lolo. It is true that we lost your pictures, our photos of joyful moments with you and of great times together during the fire last May 7 of this year. Yet, forgetting your image and facial features would never happen for you are in our hearts then, now and forever. We miss you so much, Lolo Leovy. How I wish my son meets you in person to smile at you, give you his big hug and throw you a loving kiss. But don’t you worry, Lolo, I’ll make sure he’ll know the best in you, the best granddad in the world. If I could get another chance, another walk, another dance with him I'd play a song that would never, ever end How I'd love, love, love To dance with my grandfather again… If I could steal one final glance, one final step, one final dance with him I'd play a song that would never, ever end 'Cause I'd love, love, love To dance with my grandfather again… I miss you, Lolo. I pray that these words and acts of love would reach heaven. Hope you see and feel how dear you are to me, to us. We love you so much. Thanks for always being our dearest angel. Your loving granddaughter, Myraine Click to listen to this wonderful song. Please help us make him feel our LOVE. Thanks! </itunes:summary><itunes:keywords>life,relationships,parenting,family,inspirational</itunes:keywords><feedburner:origLink>http://realitiesandrealizations.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-want-to-dance-with-my-grandfather.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Things that We Do and Will Do</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/lMyF/~3/InVwI5mi8YQ/things-that-we-do-and-will-do.html</link><category>passion</category><category>fun</category><category>activities</category><category>desire</category><category>love</category><category>things</category><category>together</category><author>mai_carluen14@yahoo.com (myraine policarpio)</author><pubDate>Sat, 25 Jul 2009 01:28:41 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9168995081031394897.post-3787226008105877586</guid><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hySYHfmLEFs/Sk37ApNtqUI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iXjyALEbJxU/s1600-h/family+-+so+happy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 182px; height: 220px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hySYHfmLEFs/Sk37ApNtqUI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iXjyALEbJxU/s320/family+-+so+happy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354211520495331650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Things we haven’t done together &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;At home…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A duet and a sweet dance.&lt;br /&gt;Midnight conversation over a cup of coffee.&lt;br /&gt;Baking cakes, cookies or pastries.&lt;br /&gt;Painting.&lt;br /&gt;Beer drinking and BBQ eating.&lt;br /&gt;And a lot more…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Outdoors…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Star gazing.&lt;br /&gt;Playing a sport.&lt;br /&gt;Arcade visit.&lt;br /&gt;An adventurous, jam-packed and challenging recreational activity.&lt;br /&gt;Bar hopping and hanging-out (just the two of us).&lt;br /&gt;Scuba diving.&lt;br /&gt;Camping.&lt;br /&gt;Biking at the park.&lt;br /&gt;Luxury Cruise.&lt;br /&gt;Road trips.&lt;br /&gt;So many things that we still have to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Things I enjoy doing whenever we’re together&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Daytime…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hearing the Holy Mass.&lt;br /&gt;Serving youths and people.&lt;br /&gt;Praying.&lt;br /&gt;Online Chatting.&lt;br /&gt;Dining at home with our loved ones, relatives and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking hand-in-hand.&lt;br /&gt;Hanging-out with common friends.&lt;br /&gt;Strolling and Shopping.&lt;br /&gt;Playing with Eieo.&lt;br /&gt;Laughing with our Lil Prince.&lt;br /&gt;Cooking.&lt;br /&gt;Taking a Bath.&lt;br /&gt;Eating a yummy and palatable meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bedtime…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pillow talks.&lt;br /&gt;Getting intimate.&lt;br /&gt;Flirting. 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