Umaga Na Naman

Umaga na naman.

Ang hirap gumising…malamig kasi…hayy parang Baguio ang klima…masakit ang katawan sa magadamag na pagkabaluktot sa ilalim ng makapal na kumot…nakakatamad pero eto at naisipan ko muli na magsulat sa aking blog.

Kay tagal ko nang binalak bumalik sa pagsusulat pero buti naman at muli naman na sinipag ang aking mga daliri at isip. Kay dami nang nangyari sa aking buhay…kaya salamat sa Diyos at naandito pa rin ang Lolo. Sana ay magtuloy na muli ang aking sipag sa pagsusulat…pero pangalawa ay nagpapasalamat ako sa nagbabasa at napapadaan sa aking mumunting bloghay na ito…God bless you all always!

Hayyy buhay sabi nga ng mga tambay sa isang kanto sa Pinas…at dati rin ako isa sa mga tambay na iyon. Hayyy buhay….25 days na lang ay Pasko na…hayyy kay sarap maghintay sa pagdating ng Pasko 2017…ang sabi nga ng mga announcer sa radyo…sana daw ay araw-araw ay Pasko. Ummm sana nga pero parang mahirap din yata…pero alam ko na mabilis naman iyan kung di naman materyal ang pinag-uusapan…ang pagmamahalan at pagbibigayan ay sana araw-araw nga…di lang sa isang araw ng Pasko…ayyy kay saya ng paligid talaga.

Ang sabi din ng iba ay para lang sa mga bata ang Pasko….ayyy di ah…at dahil senior citizen na ako ay lalo akong umaasam ng masayang selebrasyon ng Pasko…pero kung sa isang bata ay laruan at candy(sabi nga sa isang kanta) ang nagpapasaya sa kanila…tingin ko sa isang Lolo ay masayang pagsasama ng isang lumalaking pamilya…at pagsasalo-salo sa masarap na kainang Pinoy…”Lolo iyong senior card po ninyo…ihanda na malapit na ang bayaran.”

Kababalik ko lang mula sa Pilipinas at tunay na super saya ng mga Pinoy sa kanilang paghahanda sa darating na Kapaskuhan. Iba talaga ang Pinoy…kahit may konting problema sa buhay sa pali-paligid ay di puwedeng maiwan sa Pasko at nakita ko ito sa kay dami ng tao sa mga Mall at lalo siguro kakapal ang mga taong namimili at kumakain sa papalapit na mga araw ng Pasko. Pero wala iyong traffic at siksikan sa mga Pinoy..masaya talaga sa Pinas at ang Paskong Pinoy.

16 days na lang ay simbang gabi na…hayyy nakaka-miss naman ang bibingka at puto-bungbong pagkatapos ng Misa.

O sige sana ay maging super saya ng paghahanda ng lahat sa darating na Kapaskuhan…saan man tayo sa panig ng mundo naroroon.

Kapag may Diyos ay may pag-asa!!

Merry Krismas and A Hapi New Year!!

God Bless You all always!!

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Life should go on

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“A baby is God’s opinion that life should go on.”

by Carl Sandburg

Note: Picture was the 4d photo of a healthy eight month old baby inside the womb.

Be Thankful

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“Let us rise up and be thankful, for if we didn’t learn a lot today, at least we learned a little, and if we didn’t learn a little, at least we didn’t get sick, and if we got sick, at least we didn’t die; so, let us all be thankful.”

Buddha

A man’s age…

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A man’s age is something impressive, it sums up his life: maturity reached slowly and against many obstacles, illnesses cured, griefs and despairs overcome, and unconscious risks taken; maturity formed through so many desires, hopes, regrets, forgotten things, loves. A man’s age represents a fine cargo of experiences and memories.

Antoine de Saint

Live this day

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I will live this day as if it is my last by Og Mandino.

And what shall I do with this last precious day which remains in my keeping? First, I seal up its container of life so that not one drop spills itself upon the sand. I will waste not a moment mourning yesterday’s misfortunes, yesterday’s defeats, yesterday’s aches of the heart, for why should I throw good after bad?

Can sand flow upward in the hour glass? Will the sun rise where it sets and sets where it rises? Can I relive the errors of yesterday and right them? Can I call back yesterday’s wounds and make them whole? Can I become younger than yesterday? Can I take back the evil that was spoken, the blows that were struck, the pain that was caused? No. Yesterday is buried forever and I will think of it no more.

I will live this day as if it is my last.

And what then shall I do? Forgetting yesterday neither will I think of tomorrow. Why should I throw now after maybe? Can tomorrow’s sand flow through the glass before today’s? Will the sun rise twice this morning? Can I perform tomorrow’s deeds while standing in today’s path? Can I place tomorrow’s gold in today’s purse? Can tomorrow’s child be born today? Can tomorrow’s death cast its torment backward and darken today’s joy? Should I concern myself over events which I may never witness? Should I torment myself with problems that may never come to pass? No! tomorrow lies buried with yesterday, and I will think of it no more.

I will live this day as if it is my last.

This is all I have and these hours are now my eternity. I greet this sunrise with cries of joy as a prisoner who is reprieved from death. I lift my arms with thanks for this priceless gift of a new day. So too, I will beat upon my heart with gratitude as I consider all who greeted yesterday’s sunrise who are no longer with the living today. I am indeed a fortunate man and today’s hours are but a bonus, undeserved. Why have I been allowed to live this extra day when others far better than I, have departed? Is it that they have accomplished their purpose while mine is yet to be achieved? Is this another opportunity for me to become the man I know I can be? Is there a purpose in nature? Is this my day to excel?

I will live this day as if it is my last.

I have but one life and life is naught but a measurement of time. When I waste one I destroy the other. If I waste today, I destroy the last page of my life. Therefore, each hour of this day will I cherish for it can never return. It cannot be banked today to be withdrawn on the morrow, for who can trap the wind? Each minute of this day will I grasp with both hands and fondle with love for its value is beyond price. What dying man can purchase another breath though he willingly give all his gold? What price dare I place on the hours ahead? I will make them priceless!

I will live this day as if it is my last.

I will avoid with fury the killers of time. Procrastination I will destroy with action; doubt I will bury under faith; fear I will dismember with confidence. Where there are idle mouths I will listen not; where there are idle hands I will linger not; where there are idle bodies I will visit not. Henceforth I know that to court idleness is to steal food, clothing, and warmth from those I love. I am not a thief. I am a man of love and today is my last chance to prove my love and my greatness.

I will live this day as if it is my last.

The duties of today I shall fulfill today. Today I shall fondle my children while they are young; tomorrow they will be gone, and so will I. Today I shall embrace my woman with sweet kisses; tomorrow she will be gone, and so will I. Today I shall lift up a friend in need: tomorrow he will no longer cry for help, nor will I hear his cries. Today I shall give myself in sacrifice and work; tomorrow I will have nothing to give, and there will be none to receive.

I will live this day as if it is my last.

And if it is my last, it will be my greatest monument. This day I will make the best day of my life. This day I will drink every minute to its full. I will savor its taste and give thanks. I will maketh every hour count and each minute I will trade only with something of value. I will labor harder than ever before and push my muscles until they cry for relief, and then I will continue. I will make more call than ever before. I will sell more goods than ever before. I will earn more gold than ever before. Each minute of today will be more fruitful than hours of yesterday. My last must be my best.

I will live this day as if it is my last.

And if it is not, I shall fall to my knees and give thanks.

—-From the The Greatest Salesman In the World by Og Mandino