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Sunday, August 17, 2008
Just this afternoon I heard my friend Keziah Reyes telling a story in front of my colleagues and it was all about the homily from the day’s mass. It was about a girl who never had met the man of her life. She had in her possession a statue of St. Joseph, the biological father of Jesus, whom she believed that if she’d pray to him everyday, Saint Joseph would endow her a companion in her life. As the days passed by, no one came. Years have already passed yet still no body came for her, and then she began to lose hope. Until she turned 40, she was so depressed that she got angry at the statue that she threw the statue out of her window.
Then suddenly a knock on her door came and it was a man, whose head was bleeding because something hit him, it turns out that it was the statue of St. Joseph that hit him. The man came inside her house and from henceforth they fell in love with each other and they live happily ever after!
St. Joseph is known to be a saint of patience, perseverance, persistence, and hard work. St. Joseph is a patron against doubt, uncertainty, and hesitation. He is the patron saint for workers and laborers.
If the person have the ability to wait, endure, and persevere in times of uncertainty, doubt, provocation, trials, etc. God will provide, and I tell you, He shows it in the most remarkable way, when you least expect it!
Friday, August 15, 2008
Let her carry me in her arms like a motherless child..
Let her love and comfort arrest me..
Let me submit myself as a slave loosing his freedom..
Let your breath be my breathing life..
Accept me in your arms and lock me in your heart’s prison..
I long for your touch, your kisses, your hugs..
You define womanhood, I could ask nothing more..
Let me feel the feelings I once felt,
the night I held your body close to mine..
A night of bliss and a night of pure happiness..
Let me dwell in this place and forever wait until your return..
In this silence of the night I lay, my eyes closed and lost in fantasy..
Sunday, May 11, 2008
“For the hand that rocks the cradleIs the hand that rules the world” - William Ross Wallace
Wednesday, May 7, 2008
But despite all these, all the uncertainties it would bring, some people find the courage of letting go. Though some people would just let go without any valid reason, and just because they found somebody new, there are these few people who decided to end things because what matters to them is the benefit it would bring if they decide to set themselves free. You would know these when you ask these people about their past love and look at their eyes, you will somehow feel the emptiness they are going thru. Well, there are these things in life that, no matter how hard a person tries, things do change, and sometimes they change the way you don’t want them to be.
Anyways, life must go on for everyone. We must keep in mind that letting go of somebody opens up a new horizon to explore, a new day to uncover, and a new way to savor the flavor of life. A new beginning to start, better remember the days that have happened to let you smile out of it, rather than making you cry. Look at the past as a guide, a learning tool that will help you recover from the sad things that you have been thru and make you avoid it in the future.
The power of letting go is just as good as the power of loving for the first time. So just move on and I tell you, you will have, if not better things than before, at least it would be much different and make you enjoy life more to the fullest.
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
Everyday and every night, I long for your presence near. Waking up everyday, hoping in seeing your smile. Day by day, in my every wake, and when I look and you are not there, I just close my eyes and fold my neck, and imagine that you’re right there beside me. Making me feel I am attached to you. I may look as though I am a strong man, but the thing that's true is I am getting weaker everyday as I waited for your return.
I just want to be with you, I don't know if all my life I will wait. Waiting and waiting, trying to forget the unforgettable you. Like a melody that plays in my head, no matter how hard I try not to sing it, I kept on humming its tune. I don't know if to wait for you is the best thing to do, I really have no idea. When I am faced with difficult questions, I don't give up until I find its answers. But this question of uncertainty, of doubt, I can’t find the answers to it. And even though I know it is futile to wait, I just kept on waiting and waiting.
Is this Love that keeps me holding on to a love lost? If so, when will this love burn in time and fade away? Until I have no more strength left in me? Or until my heart beats no more?
A post for Rosemien Gongob
Monday, March 24, 2008
I call her Sipat, because she’s a fun loving lady, or shall I say a fun loving girl. It was months long ago that I happen to have met her, but it was only on a one rainy evening that I happen to get to know her better. And I believe it happened for a purpose, and not just a coincidence.
I was on my way out from work, hour overtime from the usual time I go out. My friend and me stayed for a while on the employees waiting area hoping that the rain would cease before we could take off with our bike. But the rain did not stop and it poured slowly and slowly as if it won’t even going to stop, so we decided to just wet ourselves and go home.
I then rode my bike and he rode his, and as we turned left, the usual route we take, a guard stopped us and told us to turn around and make a right turn. My body was soaked in rain that night, and I was so eager to go home. As we were nearing the exit, a shout called out for my name and I saw that it was my friends enjoying some beer also waiting for the rain to stop. They requested me to join them and so did I.
Minutes afterward, three ladies joined in, and it was my friend’s wife and her co-workers. Among the three, there I laid my eyes on Sipat. My first impression on her was nothing especial at all. But as we converse, and as I get to know her bit by bit, little by little, a little spark within me is slowly growing. And it is the comfort of talking with her that makes me think, this beautiful lady is different. We then became good friends. She is a very friendly person and she usually brings out the life of the crowd. She laughs a lot, moves a lot, and talks a lot. Sipat that is. Day by day, I never stopped thinking about her. And she never left my heart too. Maybe this is love, for if this is not love, then I don’t know what else to call it. Every time I am with her I experience ethereal joy.
Until one early morning, as I was about to send her home after a party, I never hesitated to tell her what I feel. The response I got was “You would only be hurt.” Then I asked why, she said “Know me first.” After that I didn’t bother asking her again, because when I did, I only get the same answers. It is only now that I know that her heart already belongs to somebody else, and that she is committed towards that other person.
And it is sad, knowing that the feeling is right, and all circumstances were in harmony, as if all the stars are aligned, and expecting that there will be her and me. You thought destiny was on your side, and that everything was a perfect plan that would bring you together. And later on being broken hearted by the fact that she’s not free.
All the things that happened, happened with a purpose. The overtime from work, the rain, the guard, the detour, the stopover, and the met up, all these to teach me that love does turn around. And things do happen the way you don’t want them to be.
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
Life is precious for it is of God. And, to bring forth life is a miraculous gift. And, to carry it onwards as it grows in the mile of our lives is a difficult responsibility, but together with it is an unspeakable joy, a joy not only of this world but also of heavenly nature. It is like hearing angels sing harmoniously.
Now, behold yourself for you are the greatest gift, a gift so pure and chaste. You bring unexplainable joy to my life. You are so precious to me. Your smile is greater than Eden and it nourishes my heart. The way you mold your face with different expressions, brings me laughter that is invaluable. Your eyes! Yes your eyes my dear! Makes me feel in love, like loving for the first time. Like first love that last forever, mine also is everlasting.
To be your father I know would be hard. Thanks to your mom that gives me strength and courage in the way, “sometimes”, cause she knows I am weak inside. I am sorry, my daughter, If I could not play my part as a good father. Taking these first inches in this mile-long journey of our lives as a father is harder than I have ever expected. It would require for me great strength and good judgment, these things I yet long to find and learn. Pardon me for this, for discovering the secrets of fatherhood will take time. I am still amateur.
I envy your mother, for she knows much on being a great parent than I do. I idolize her. Hold on to her arms always so you wont get lost. Always listen to her words, for it will open your eyes to the truth of this world. Love her for she is the greatest mother and wife in the world. She will bring you to your success, not only in profession, but also more on the true success of being a righteous person, in the eyes of men and in the eyes of God. She will always comfort you, especially in times of pain. She will be there for you when you need her. She loves you so much and she will never change and tire in guiding and loving you.
I want you to know that it is very important to do one’s best to achieve greater learning in many fields. Having knowledge of music, in visual arts, letters, accounting, history, sports, technology, science, mathematics, and even in medicine, and many more.
This great deal of greed in knowledge and learning, I want you to carry on these traits for it will separate you from the rests. So you wont be oppressed and neglected. Consider yourself not as intelligent but be wise and clever. But one important thing, be not like me, for I have missed one field of mastery, to understand and learn even the basic ways and virtues of life.
It is a great irony that I have not been able to open my eyes and see the importance of this field. I was very busy and conceited, like a fool, eager to learn many things, yet what I did not notice was there is this “one thing” that we need to become a greater individual, that is what separates me from your mama, for she have understood the basic ways and virtues of life. Take it from her I love her for that.
One of these days, I will be a great father for you. From this moment on, I will do my best in achieving that, as long as I am able. I will make you happy in all the simple blessings that God will offer us. I will let you sing in all the problems you may encounter. Before I die, I promise, I will see to it that you will remember me as a very loving father, although, not a perfect one. I will hold in my hands your would-be future. I will be there for you.
Life is full of beautiful things my baby, I want you to always look closely even to the tiniest beauty of life’s blessings, and keep your eyes away from bad things, and I promise you, it would surely bring joy and peace in your heart. The same joy you will also feel when you open your heart and help others.
I know, from now, it would still be many years that you would be able to read this letter, yet I know right now at my side you knew and felt that it is my love for you that inspired me to write these words. And when the time comes you could read this letter, I wish it would help you through rough times, and wish that every time you would come to read this, you would also love me even if I were gone for the rest of your life.
Don’t ever be afraid of trouble, cause Jesus Christ will always be there with you as it is in your name. Feel free to ask Him any thing and if you believe, it will be given to you. You might ask why I wanted your first name to be Christiane, it is because I wanted you to be always close to Him.
You will always be my baby.
Your loving father
Francis Daniel V. Maning "
Monday, March 10, 2008
Dated April 3, 2004
You are my family, a family not of my blood but have become my blood. Be it known to all that you are now a part of me, a special part of myself. You are the true person who holds the key to my heart, a person who knows myself more than I do. The years of my life are yours forever.
Many people said that marriage is the greatest gift a person can give to his or her love one. But marriage is just a word, a one-time event that shall be forgotten. But on this day, it is not only marrying that I have given and pledge. On this moment I will give the greatest gift that I can give, my life, myself, and my love be yours forever. What more can a man give than his own life? These gifts are more than words, they are actions. These gifts are more than events, it is a lifetime. More than a man could remember, it is history. The one that I have promised to you ever since the day I held your hand.
Together we shall have the fruits of our love, and together we shall grow older. And if you can recall what I have told you way back years ago, I quote “One day we shall sit together side by side with our gray hairs and shall marvel and tell ourselves and our grandchildren of what a wonderful life we had. A life that is full of adventures.”
We shall also recall that on this day, April 4TH, 2004, we were held one. Yes, we are one now, love is the reason. God is the reason for God is love. And He will always be the reason of it all.
I LOVE YOU. "
Thursday, February 14, 2008
I really don’t want to talk much about love, really, because I myself belong to the group of people who
are already afraid to fall in love again. However, because it would be Valentine’s Day soon, I’m forced to write this post.
I may not be a master of love, but I tell you this, when you love someone cherish it forever. Love, for me is a sensitive thing. Loving means getting hurt, do sacrifices, and going crazy. Yeah, that’s it you go crazy, you go crazy that the decisions that you make are way beyond on what you supposed to do. You do stuff that compromise things and makes them complicated. Ironic that is.
Love makes a person feel young. It makes a person feel different apart from anybody; it motivates you to do things. Love also performs miracles, and love heals all wounds. Love should be unconditional; it should focus not within you, but rather for the benefits of both.
One of my favorite quotations of love is from Shakespear “Love is not love which alter when it alteration finds, or bends with a remover to remove. Oh no! It’s an ever-fixed mark that looks on tempest and is never shaken,” it’s from one of his books Sonnet 116. From these words on this phrase, it exemplifies what true love is supposed to be. Love should not change and never does it fade. And whatever things that might come, bad or good, love should stay.
If you find yourself loving, then live each day as if it were the last. Always tell and make your lover feel how much they mean to you. Always create a moment that would make each day especial. And for those who are still seeking, love will surely come to you in the most unthinkable way.
Today is February 14, 2008, Valentine’s Day that is, it’s the time that we, all over the world, dedicate this day to love. Love may not be best thing in life, but it surely will make the ride of life worthwhile.
Happy Valentine’s Day everyone!
Monday, February 11, 2008
Although it is sad and hard to accept that I would be a single dad, I can do nothing but embrace the fact. Is it hard? Yes, it is. You can ask every single parent that question and you will get the same answer. Even a couple raising a child is not easy, how much more you need to tackle it on your own, all by yourself, all by myself. Hard it is, but the happiness and that unexplainable feeling that comes to you when you see your lovely baby grow and tell you “I love you pa”, outweighs any aches, the hardships and the sacrifices you made.
At first I was afraid that I couldn’t be a perfect dad for my child, even now I’m still on the road to this, being a perfect dad that is. I know there could never be any perfect dad, it could never exist, but that is what I always keep in mind to encourage me and motivate me to do so, find that none existing ‘being’ called “Perfect Dad”. Perfect dad is being a father and at the same time being a mother as well. Doing so is very difficult and troublesome. Whew!
Take for example taking my baby to the mall, that’s what I usually do during my day-off, and on the jeepney sitting in the front seat, carrying her in my chest sleeping tight. I suddenly felt a warm liquid pouring down from my baby’s bottoms. Peeing in the jeepney, worst thing ever! It gave me a sigh and I just smiled to myself and pretend that nothing happened. Ha ha ha ha ha.. Funny ey!
And, on the mall, after changing her dress on the guys C.R. where everyone looks at you, you will find it very uneasy. There were always be that question on your head asking, “What are these guys thinking about me?”
And when it is eating time at a fast food restaurant, you ask your baby what she loves to eat? She’ll tell you ICE CREAM! My goodness, another unhealthy food, you have no choice but to buy her a cup or cone. Together ordering for yourself and for your baby, wondering if you’d be able to guess what she loves to eat. And if you happen to buy her spaghetti, then on the table, when she sees the spaghetti and suddenly twists her mind wanting to have fries and burger. What a headache. Then you go playing with the food just for her to take a bite to fill her stomach. Craziness, all for love. After all of these you then go to an amusement center, you buy her a ride and stuffs, emptying your pockets.
All of these just to see my baby enjoying and feeling happy, making me happy as well. Telling myself, she’s all I have, she’s what’s left of my once family. I want to be always there for her when she needs my love. I want to give her everything I can. I do this always on my day-off to make-up with her for the time I spent at work, away from her.
The saddest situation is, when your baby is not feeling well, when she’s sick, she’ll be irritable, she’ll easily cry and you can feel her discomfort. You do everything you can to pamper her, give her love and medicine, and take care of her. It will even come to a time when you have done everything and still you can feel and see your baby in pain. You just watch her, hug her tight, pray and wait for the medicines to take effect. Luckily I have a nurturing mother who helps me in these times.
Sometimes it comes to a point that I happen to tell myself, I shouldn’t have been the only one doing this, where’s her mother? My goodness. Waking up at night checking temperature levels, preparing the medicines, preparing food in the morning. Prepare some oats perhaps to fill her stomach.
Yet, after every struggle, when everything gets ok again, it makes me feel great. Makes me feel like I’m a real man. Ready to face the world raising a child alone. Arms wide open and proud. In every problem I solved and every mistakes I correct, it gives me a sense of fulfillment as a person. This is what I’m intended to do, this is the reason now why I live, no other person but me, all myself for my baby. I should impart the greatest things on this planet to my daughter. Apart from the material things that I should provide, the greatest thing for me to offer is to help her achieve Wisdom, a very important thing I myself haven’t found. For, if I have only found it, my family should have been intact still. I don’t want my daughter to follow my unpleasant path.
Wisdom is a God given gift, and if a child shall be taught the right ways to wisdom, she’ll be a master of many things, especially life. Life is a difficult field to master, and my job now is to open her eyes and make her differentiate between bad and good, set her good values, and make her strong to face the harshness of life’s realities.
To sum it all up, my world, my life, my intentions, my goal, my dreams, and my purist love shall be for my baby Christiane Francine Maning.
I love you my daughter. May you live a happy life.
Saturday, February 9, 2008
I was so worried that I immediately took her in my arms and put her upon my shoulder, I sang her songs to comfort her. I can feel her body’s heat on my body. I then took the thermometer and measured her temperature. It measured 39o Celsius, I decided to take her to the doctor and so we did.
She was given medication for her to take for 7 days. The doctor’s initial finding was Tonsillitis.
Tonsillitis, this is a very common ailment, yet as for an ordinary person like me, I know nothing more about this ailment, except of course for its words alone, and what we already know about it, like it is usually has a symptom of swelling on the back of our mouth above our throat. But how does a doctor see Tonsillitis in medical point of view?
Tonsillitis is an inflammation of the tonsils and will often, but not necessarily, cause a sore throat and fever.
There are 3 main types of tonsillitis: acute, subacute and chronic. Acute tonsillitis can either be bacterial or viral in origin. Subacute tonsillitis (which can last between 3 weeks and 3 months) is caused by the bacterium Actinomyces. Chronic tonsillitis, which can last for long periods if not treated, is almost always bacterial.
Tonsillitis is characterized by red, swollen tonsils. White patches may or may not appear on the tonsils. Other signs and symptoms of tonsillitis include a severe sore throat, painful/difficult swallowing, headache, fever and chills, enlarged and tender lymph nodes, pain in the tonsil area, and loss of voice.
Bacterial tonsillitis may be caused by Group A streptococcal bacteria, resulting in strep throat. Viral tonsillitis may be caused by numerous viruses such as the Epstein-Barr virus (the cause of infectious mononucleosis) or the Adenovirus.
Sometimes, tonsillitis is caused by a superinfection of spirochaeta and treponema, in this case called Vincent's angina or Plaut-Vincent angina.
Treatments of tonsillitis consist of pain management medications and lozenges. If the tonsillitis is caused by bacteria, then antibiotics are prescribed. Penicillin is the most commonly used antibiotic. Erythromycin is used for patients allergic to penicillin.
In many cases of tonsillitis, the pain caused by the inflamed tonsils warrants the prescription of topical anesthetics for temporary relief. Viscous lidocaine solutions are often prescribed for this purpose.
Ibuprofen or other analgesic can help to decrease the edema and inflammation which will ease the pain and allow the patient to swallow liquids sooner.
When tonsillitis is caused by a virus, the length of illness depends on which virus is involved. Usually, a complete recovery is made within one week, however some rare infections may last for up to two weeks.
Chronic cases may indicate tonsillectomy (surgical removal of tonsils) as a choice for treatment. Additionally, gargling with a solution of warm water and salt may reduce pain and swelling
An abscess may develop lateral to the tonsil during an infection, typically several days after the onset of tonsillitis. This is termed a peritonsillar abscess (or quinsy). Rarely, the infection may spread beyond the tonsil resulting in inflammation and infection of the internal jugular vein giving rise to a spreading septicaemia infection (Lemierre's syndrome).
In chronic/recurrent cases (generally defined as seven episodes of tonsillitis in the preceding year, five episodes in each of the preceding two years or three episodes in each of the preceding three years), or in acute cases where the palatine tonsils become so swollen that swallowing is impaired, a tonsillectomy can be performed to remove the tonsils. Patients whose tonsils have been removed are certainly still protected from infection by the rest of their immune system.
Bacteria feeding on mucus which accumulates in pits (referred to as 'crypts') in the tonsils, produce whitish-yellow deposits known as tonsilloliths. These "tonsil stones" emit a very pungent odour due to the presence of volatile sulphur compounds.
Tonsilloliths which occur in the crypts of the tonsils can only be completely cured by tonsillectomy or by resurfacing the tonsil by laser, but practicing good oral hygiene and use of a water pick may help lessen the symptoms.
Hypertrophy of the tonsils can result in snoring, mouth breathing, disturbed sleep, and obstructive sleep apnea, during which the patient stops breathing and experiences a drop in the oxygen content in the bloodstream. A tonsillectomy can be curative.
In very rare cases, diseases like rheumatic fever or glomerulonephritis can occur. These complications are extremely rare in developed nations but remain a significant problem in poorer nations.