I was amazed at my son’s poem composition. As me and my hubby was reading it from the scratch left at the printer, we can not help but be touched . It’s a poem full of love and thanksgiving.
Thank you Ms. Arlene Guevarra for this wonderful birthday greeting and for the message below :
Today is a very special day of my ever dearest friendship Grace Bombeo Fancubit . Since I cannot post in her timeline, dri nlng sa common wall. I declare heaven’s best for you my friend today and always. Thank you for the friendship, the laughters and tears we shared. I really treasured them in my heart. Though were apart, the bond still sticks over the years. Happy Happy Birthday! More blessings ! LOVE yAH!
Graduation ceremonies is one of a parent’s proudest moments. When you look at all of these children whom were no more than little kids when they entered the school in 1st grade and are now leaving their elementary years as young adults, reality sets in. My daughter is graduating next week and the fact that she is no longer the little girl that I used to cuddled hits me pretty hard. To be honest , I felt a sense of sadness that comes with a Child’s growing up and not needing your nurturing as much. To cope up, I am thinking back when I was in the same situation and realize that for the child it is a good thing to move onward and upward toward adult-hood. They have so much to look forward too in life.
For my babay Dalefaith – CONGRATULATIONS! We are proud of you! Your graduation gift awaits as you step down the stage to receive your diploma. I assure you , with or without a medal… you are still our number 1!
Taken during the first Sunday Church Service of 2013
Entry for Wednesday Whites
I was crying… crying as if it was only yesterday…
I learned yesterday that my mom’s mother died so I opened the internet and see update on facebook. I saw pictures of my aunt while she was still alive, pictures of her younger years.. and then I saw one familiar face… my mom. A sudden feeling of emptiness filled my heart. A longing of having someone to kiss, to embrace and someone to share my happiness. Tears came flowing down my cheeks… I realized I was crying. I was alone in our room… so I cry loud. Loud enough to remind me that this is how I cried when my mom died. Then there was a pause…. I was having a hard time to breath… so I stood up and stop crying. I have moved on with the loss long time ago… why am I crying again now? Hmmm… times like this would surely come… I guess.