Bloody November

A lot of things has happened here. But I will forever be thankful to the Lord for helping and guiding us in all these trials. Just a week ago, as you all know, Typhoon Haiyan (locally called Yolanda) has left a great destruction in the Philippines. It was so strong it almost erased the Visayas region, and any proof there is that human kind was living there. But the Filipino people will never forget how, in the midst of this crisis, brought all nations together as one, to help the victims, my fellow countrymen. We will never forget all the helps we received, from individuals, groups, community, and other nations who sent their troops to assist us.

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From the bottom of my heart, MARAMING SALAMAT PO!!!!!

When He's Gone

Hi! It's been a while, or was it 10,000 years ago since I last post? Tee hee!  A lot of things happened here and I'm still in the process of recovering. My dad was hospitalized in August 3rd. And then at 7 pm of September 13th, he went peacefully with the Lord. It was a hard battle for us, his children. When my mom passed away, I was the only family there (although my boyfriend then was with me and our helper), and then with my dad, I was the only one at the hospital, it was my schedule (the 4 of us siblings had a rotating schedule).

At my age, I realized, that it's difficult to mourn the way I'd like to mourn because I have a family to take care of, my daughter, my husband, my siblings and other relatives. People may say that they understand how I feel, but I doubt it. When I still have my both parents, I know that no matter how sad I am and how many times I say I know how people who mourn feels, I don't, I literally don't. Because I haven't experienced grieving. I haven't experienced loosing a loved one.