Air Poppers for 2011

Attended a YoungPro chapter launching at my college bud's church. Really glad to have graced the event as it made me re-think my priorities in life, timely as the year is about to end and a new one about to start.

The program included a segment wherein some people had to use mini air poppers and share their praises and thanksgiving for 2011.

So for 2011, here are my TOP AIR POPPERS, praise the Lord. :)

1. Intact and happy family. What more can I ask for? The protection and security has been constant. The countless moments of laughter and yes, tears are truly incomparable. I am truly blessed to have Mama (ever loving), Achie (despite the miles apart) , Ditse (super duper understanding), Siobe (bittersweet) and Papa in heaven. :)

2. Stable job. Third school year already, how time flies. I love that my job involves kids. I love how me and my co-counselors jive in all things. I learned a lot the past year, some the hard way but all in all a fruitful 2011.

3. New and Old friends. Met and got close to a lot of new people this year. Sending out my heartfelt thanks for the endless bonding sessions. Napuno ang 2011 ko na Hahahaha. :D This has also been a year of one on one reunions. Friends that I haven't seen for a year tops suddenly set unexpected dates. There's nothing like rekindling the old fire of friendship. :)

4. Ashley. Mababaw, but finally got to make a semi big purchase with this Itouch. I seldom splurge on big purchases, that's why it's a big thing to have Ashley. A lot of memories stored in a such a little gadget. More this 2012? :)

5. Faith. I've had a lot of questions about my faith, there seems to be no end. But God has been patient with me, as always. He never failed to tap me on the shoulder and remind me of the way. Yes, I'm still confused most of the time but I'm assured that when I ask, God answers. :)

Black Hole

The mere 'you' pulls me in,

pulls me in,

pulls me in,

in,

in,

in...

this black hole.

with no means of escape,

in this black hole.

One Year.

Tomorrow is already my Dad's first year death anniversary.

Come to think of it, it's been a year already and yet the pain never seem to go away.

If moving on means being able to smile and laugh, being able to go through the daily grind, being able to face whatever challenges the day brings; then yes, I can say that I've moved on, we've moved on.

But just like in any relationship, there continues to be residues from the past. No matter the sweetness or the bitterness of it all, memories remain. I've got mixed emotions when the past flashes back. It's like you want to hold on to the memories despite the pain yet you know you have to slowly let go of the memories to let the pain be eased. I hope that in time, I can learn to hold on to memories of him without that much pain.

There are days when the reality of the situation fail to hit me. It's like he's just on a long vacation or a long business trip; I can't see him yet I know he's there.

I can't see him yet I know he's there.

Indeed he's on a long vacation, up there in paradise.

I don't want him to see us sad. I don't want to worry him any longer. I'll end this post with a :), hoping that this :) carries on to our hearts.

We're okay cause you're okay now, right? :)