Words cannot express the horrors of the typhoon. In the aftermath, everyone was just confused. People were walking without any clear direction of where they were going. People with stoic faces, walking like zombies, unable to feel anything but numbness brought about...
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A Note of Gratitude
I would like to take a break from posting the series of blogposts I was planning on doing. I would like to dedicate this space, this post, to the people who helped me in any way, to get back on my feet after Typhoon Yolanda (Haiyan). Photo: whowhatwhy.com Typhoon...
Days of Terror: The Onslaught
November 7,2013 The Day Before Yolanda Strike Us The forecast was out days before. We were expecting what’s supposedly a strong typhoon. Thursday morning, it started to rain a bit, but I still went out of the house to meet a woman somewhere. After two hours of waiting...
Days of Terror: Surviving Typhoon Yolanda’s Wrath
I am alive. Yes, it feels so good to be alive. I am a survivor of the worst and strongest typhoon ever to hit land in this lifetime, Typhoon Yolanda (Haiyan). I survived the typhoon, or better yet, she spared me and my family from her deadly wrath. For whatever...
The Little Boy Next Door
Photo: jobspapa.com It's 1243 am and that boy next door has been crying for almost an hour. And then the cries just went louder, and I can hear the mother shouting, "Inaano ka? Inaano ka?" ("What's with you?") But the boy kept crying saying "ayoko, ayoko!" ("No. No. I...
Crossing The Bridge of Forgiveness: Letting It Go
Yes, it's true! Congratulations to me! After some time of hibernating from blogging, I am happy to announce , my dear readers , that I've finally crossed the bridge from the bondage of negative emotions to freedom and finally opening myself to new opportunities, more...
Mending Fences and Mending Hearts
Writing has been difficult for me lately, so with coming to terms with my emotions. The worst part of being busy, is becoming a robot. We tend to do things habitually, almost like being mechanical to maximize our time. Listening to your breathing would come only...
Of Friends and Masks & Shower Bloops
As mentioned before in my previous posts, I would want to share new experiences with you. I have never attended a bridal shower before. Not that none of my friends have gotten married, I just did not accommodate all the invitations I got. So when one of my...
The Perfect Deviation from a Routinary Life
In my previous post, I mentioned about not letting opportunities pass and this is one post that I want to share about me trying to live the life I want. Last week, I was asked, actually, referred to by someone , to interview dignitaries of the Rotary Club as a part of...
Let Go. Move On. Just Live.
Sometimes it’s hard for me to write continuously about the events in my life. Sometimes, I get this feeling of uncertainty, of being unsure if people are still getting inspired with what I say. Sometimes, I get the feeling that people may think I am being egoistic,...
Extremely Unique State of Mind
It's been quite a while since I blogged, mainly because of the tons of things to do. But once a blogger, always a blogger. You may not have the time to put your thoughts into paper, or in your blog, for that matter, the thoughts haunt you until you finally make them...
The Quest for Life’s Meaning and Happiness
Define happiness? Webster define it as "a state of well-being and contentment". Yesterday, I saw a Facebook post from a cousin, which was about happiness and finding your purpose or finding a meaning to your life. It was an old post from Emily Esfahani Smith on The...










