THE EQUALIZER

The Guest's Plate Is The Lord's Plate

2010-01-17T21:34:00.000-08:00

I did appreciate much a great practice from a write up of Hiccup, an online friend from Australia, that's why I'm sharing it with you, my dear friends. Last Dec.25 Christmas Day, as they set the table for their feast to thank God for the blessings, A Guest's Plate was set. In their house the Guest's Plate is the Lord's Plate. In human form He may not come but He is always welcome as Guest. He knew He joined them in spirit and He thanked and praised Him for that. What a wonderful way to honor the Lord. I adopted the great practice with our Media Noche (New Year's Eve dinner) setting the GUEST'S Plate and feeling the presence of the LORD. It's a great experience dining with the LORD in spirit. From this time on there would be a Guest's Plate in every feast at home, more especially on Christmas Day, as the GUEST'S plate is the LORD'S plate. Thanks Hiccup for this.

God Bless The Phils.

2009-10-20T18:46:00.000-07:00

Last Sept. 26, I had an unforgetable experience with the typhoon Ondoy. I had to see my doctor to submit lab results and have clearance for surgery. It was continuously raining that after 30 minutes, it was already flooded at the hospital premises. When I went out to get a ride the flood was already kneehigh. I luckily got a bus ride that was able to pass thru flooded streets. When I get off, however to the junction for me to get a ride home, I had to walk thru a waist deep dirty flood waters. As I cross the road the water went deeper, good two children, living in that area guided me as we swum together with now a breast deep flood. We have to cross around 500 meters flooded area before reaching a higher land. Thanks to the two children, Margie and brother, if not for them I might not be able to make it. I joined people standing outside a Jollibee shop, their place was elevated, but sorrounded with flood. No more transportation in going home. No more power, stores and nearby establishments were all closed. It's getting dark. I called my daughter at home that I may not be able to go home, we're around six kilometers away. My daughters were so worried but good they're not flooded. I called up my son to stay at the office but they're on the way. Same stranded as their vehicle could no longer cross the flood. After a while I was low bat, so no more commuication. I prayed hard but prepare myself to stay until morning in wet clothes outside that fastfood shop until the waters subsided. After six hours of waiting, a garbage truck came to fetch us. Oh God. thanks God, I was able to get home. My son however, able to go home the following morning. We're much luckier though as Metro Manila including parts of Cavite, Bulacan and Laguna were submerged into high waters by typhoon Ondoy. Pasig, Marikina, Cainta and more parts of Rizal were strongly hit. It's flooded all over. People stayed at the rooftops while waiting to be rescued. Many rendered homeless, properties were destroyed. Hundreds died and others still missing. While people were still at the evacuation center, another typhoon came, Pepeng, this time Northern Luzon was battered. This includes Baguio, Benguet, Ilocos region and Isabela. Landslides and floods same distructed lives, plants houses and other properties. Hundreds of people died as their houses were burried down by landslides. Even Baguio city, the summer Capital was flooded and several parts of it had landslides. Roads leading to Baguio were closed due to lansdlide that they ran short even of fuel and some grocery items. While expecting typhoon Pepeng, San Roque Dams released waters that flooded several towns in Pangasinan and Nueva Ecija. Same thing happened. People stayed at the rooftops, lives, properties were lost. Flooded everywhere that people needs to be evacuated. After a while another typhoon hit Masbate and the Bicol region. Albay was flooded with waters and stones lanslided from Mayon Volcano. Another typhoon is being expected to hit northern and central Luzon anytime these days. Typhoon Ramil is said to be stronger than Peping and municipalities in the said areas are at least getting prepared. What a heart breaking scene for our countrymen crying for their lost loved ones, airing their hunger and where and how would they start their lives again. Though it's heart warming to see how filipinos unite extending their arms comforting, giving foods, clothes and medical assistance to the evacuees plus the other help and support from other countries, more especially from the U.S., who eversince never neglected the Phils., who sent their aircraft full of relief goods to Pangasinan aside from their other extended assistance. The evacuees can't still moved on from the traumatic experience they'd gone through. As some people return to their houses, cleaning the muds left by the flood, an epidemic surfaced. People who walked and swum thru the dirty flood waters and probably had opened wounds caught leptopirosis (desease from the urine of the rats), struck patients kidneys that need to have dialysis. Several hundreds of patients from all over flooded areas are now confined at the various hospitals some are crticals and around 89 died. More patients are coming. Typhoon victims are now facing another battle. God bless the Philipines.

I'm asking you friends prayers for my country, for the people to get over this delimna and an ending to this catastrophe. Thanks.

Even Heaven Cries (A Tribute To Ex Pres. Cory Aquino)

2009-10-12T18:23:00.000-07:00

Am not a fan of ex pres Cory Aquino, during the famous EDSA-1 revolution. She ruled the country, without any experience in running a government office but maybe with just great advisers around. A plain housewife of the late Sen Ninoy Aquino who went into powers when the latter was assasinated. She believe in peaceful revolution. She led the rosaries, headed the nuns and the priests and the people at the Edsa1 revolution thereby toppling the Marcos Administration. She ruled the Philippines with all her kindness, her being so religious, that for every move, any trouble or whatever problem her administration encounter, she consulted and offerred to God. For her, with God nothing is impossible . She survived series of coup de tats, able to have a good governance and noted for a non corruption regime. She graciously went down the presidency after her term and give others the fair chance of ruling the country.

She lived a peaceful life then with her five children. His only son Noynoy or Benigno Jr elected senator and her youngest daughter, Kris is a famous showbiz celebrity. Though an ordinary citizen but ex pres Cory still committed her life to guard the nation from those corrupt officials and from those who are abusing powers. She would visit schools and churches to talk to people what's going on. She would led prayer meetings and masses in guidance to whatever cause or change the country needs. She would attend rallies or protests just to support the people, when she thinks her leadership is needed. She would comfort people she thinks being harassed or those whos human rights were being violated. She was known with her kind heart and simplicity. She's loving and friendly but she would fight abusive friends governing the country with corruption and those who are greed in powers.

She was so active with her life in civic and religious movements and a very happy mom to his children and grandchldren when a dreaded decease struck her. Though struggling for her life, still she attend to some special functions, attending masses and inspiring or supporting people who need her strength. So many masses being said at almost all churches, prayer meetings are being conducted, gov't officials, friends and people from all walks of life, offerred prayers for her healing and getting over her sickness. The day came for her eternal rest. She was succombed to colon cancer. That was August 1st, 2009 and she was 76. A gloomy day for the filipinos. Her wake was full of loving relatives, friends and the unending pile of the people who patiently wait for their turn just to view her remains. The rains never stop the people, young and old, rich or poor to pay their last respect. The family though experiencing the saddest chapter in their lives can't help but praise and admire the people's love for their great mom. They were quite relieved from their grief witnessing how the people return the love of their mom to them and their country.

At the last day of the wake, during the nechrological service, friends and other people close to her deliver their messages. So touching and really tears flowed over. Even her personal doctor cried, her drivers who experienced being cooked by Tita Cory (auntie Cory as people addressed her) with noodles one time they came home ahead of the maids. the priests, the governments officials under her administration whom some learned to pray the rosary because of her. Her personal bodyguards, her friends, her relatives and her family, all sharing the wonderful life they had with tita Cory. I myself cried a lot watching and hearing all of those.

After the mass, beautiful songs were rendered by famous artists, while the funeral is starting to move. The number of people attending was so great that the funeral could hardly move. Along the way huge crowd patiently waiting, sending off their beloved president to a much better place. The usual travel from Manila Cathedral to Mla Memorial Park Sucat Paranaque could be around 2 hours the most but because of the numerous people attending the funeral it reached the Mla Memorial 10 hours. The rains continuously pouring, the people not minding the rains just proceeded even in their wet clothes. The whole Philippines mourned. Even heaven cried and just hold pouring it's tears when Tita Cory was finally laid to rest. Farewell, Tita Cory, the most loved Philippine president. (saved August, posted October)

DAD'S Last Breath At The Church

2009-06-22T17:36:00.000-07:00

We grew up all in the kindness of my DAD , who never scold or lift a hand to any of his five children. He never had an enemy nor involve in any heated arguments nor any little fights with anyone. I remember him since childhood, I will just wake up with my breakfast ready as he's the one preparing it. With my first employment, he would accompany me early in the morning everyday while going to our office. He's so supportive and believed and proud of his children. I was just separated from my DAD when I got married. He would come to our house from time to time to see my kids. I was so busy then, working and engaged in real estate business that I was not able to see my father for about 2 months. He has hypertension that's why my mom was always on the guard with his food and med. He used to go to church on Sunday morning while my mom was busy with our fruits and vegetable store but still she manage to have my Dad eat his breakfast with her. One Sunday morning, my mom didn't notice my DAD, probably shes'so busy at the store, that my Dad perhaps proceeded to the church to hear mass without taking his breakfast. While attending the mass, he might feel dizzy that vow his head, while kneeling, somebody noticed him that he was laid down to the bench. He was rushed to the nearby hospital but my father was dead. I broke down when I heard what happened, so sad to think that no one of his loved ones was there in time he needed them most. It still hurts thinking, I should have done something to revive him, should I was there. I should have offer him a cup of coffee or milk which I used to do in times he's not feeling well. I should have prayed for him and begged for his life, his inside the church anyway. I should have hugged and kissed my Dad before he gasped for his last breath. I should have whispher him my love and gratitude for his kindness, for all the love and greatness.

Nineteen years had passed, still I'm in tears remembering my kind DAD. He was 81, then. Let us love our fathers and everyone we love while they are still around...Happy Father's Day, friends.

The One Thing I Will Not Do In My Life

2009-04-01T23:31:00.000-07:00

I have gone through numerous hardships raising my three children, disappointments and unbearable pains losing my loved ones but never it came to my mind ending my life. I strongly believe that there's a recovery for every hardship, there'll be success to whatever disappointment and joys will surpass the pains as long as there's life. Others maybe unlucky enough should they died without gaining the fruit of their hardships or never handed the success their longing nor never felt the joys to ease their pains. In heaven however, they are more than luckier to enjoy everything. So heaven is the ultimate hope, no more sufferings , disappointments and pains. Killing myself is the one thing I'll never do in life, no matter how great problems maybe as this would bring us no more hope, no more life after death perhaps.

Farewell To The Phil. Master Rapper, Francis M.

2009-03-19T06:52:00.000-07:00

Francis Magalona, the Master Rapper succombed to Leukemia, last Friday, March 6. He was survived by his wife Pia and eight lovely children. He is 44 but looks very young maybe because of his cheerful moods, positive attitude and joyful world. He gained the title of the Master Rapper as he introduced, composed and sang rap songs and music. He was idolized by aspiring performers, followed his footsteps and thru his help, these talents shine and now enjoying stardom. Currently he is one of the hosts of the longest running noontime variety show, EAT BULAGA, when strucked by cancer. It's barely seven months after discovering his illness. While under treatment he showed much strength, full of hope and inspiration to recover. He's very vocal of getting well and even appeared and sang with a fellow performer Eli Buendia, last October at Eat Bulaga. Though we're all aware that cancer kills, seeing Francis back to his live and kicking mood, performing to the highest level, never comes to the people's mind, he will pass away that soon. A shock to everyone and a tearful day not only to his family but to the the people of Eat Bulaga and a sad, gloomy day to the filipinos.

He started his showbiz career on his teens at German Moreno's, THATS ENTERTAINMENT, Kuya Germs described him to be so professional and dedicated to his craft. He was singing then but introduced break dancing. He was easily loved by the people not only for his talents but also because he is the son of the famous couple of Phil. Cinema, Pancho Magalona and Tita Duran. Francis is known for his kindness, a poet, singer composer, an actor, TV host and a total performer. He's so patriotic, no doubt he love his country and the filipinos that much. All his compositions pertain to his love and pride for the Philippines and his countrymen. Lately he designed tshirts with the Phil. insigna, the sun and the 3 stars and even have his back tattooed with it. All other designs were the same insinuating his love for the people , for God and country. One tshirt design is with the words ONE LOVE, with his picture in it., where his close friends wore during his funeral. He will be remembered for his hit songs, Mga Kababayan Ko (My Countrymen ), Ito Ang Gusto Ko (This Is What I Want) Kaleidoscope World, The Man from Manila and so many others.

On his five days wake at Christ the King Church, showed how much he was been loved by his family, relatives, friends.and the filipinos. His fans patiently waited for their turn to join the long orderly pile just to view his remains. The Eat Bulaga noon time show where he is best loved by his cohosts and viewers gave him tribute everyday until his funeral. On the first day where his passing away was announced, his cohosts cried a lot and so with the filipino audience. The next day all the guests were the rappers whom Francis M. touched, they all sang his songs and everyone wore his tshirts designed. At the finale, the famous Tito, Vic and Joey emotionally sang Kaleidoscope World , ending them and the viewers in tears. The tribute continues airing his songs, his videos not only in Eat bulaga but all other GMA TV shows. There was an instance at Eat Bulaga, when Michael V, one of his closest friend, released ballons part of their program for KIKO, to everybody's surprise the ballons formed like the Phil. map up in the sky. It's just saying that Francis M. is still expressing the love for his country until this last moment.

On his Nechrological service, where his closest friends, colleagues in photography,(the other side of KIKO) relatives and family pay tribute by delivering their messages, everyone can't hold their tears. Malou Pagar (head of Eatbulaga) burst into tears and can't almost finished his speech, expressing Kiko not only a member of EB but a son, Michael V. also crying, shouting his love for Kiko and the very emotional sons and daughters of Kiko would really break your hearts. Good thing, Pia, his wife was so strong, that when heard of her calmness, everyone in tears regained strength.

Francis M. or Kiko to some live his life believing in his country and the people. Thru his songs, he gave emphasis to have faith in God, in ourselves and in our country. To focus on our works and do what we love to do, that there's still a chance for us to make it. There is still hope for the filipinos and the sun will continue shining at the beautiful Philippines as long as there's one love for everyone.

The ever patriotic Kiko will recieve a medal of merit from Malacanang, for his contribution to the filipino art and music. Ex presidents Cory Aquino and Joseph Estrada and other gov't officials were also present at his wake. He was cremated last March 10 and his funeral march to Loyola Memorial happened in the morning of March 11. where his ashes was laid to rest. Farewell Francis M., you deserve my tears, being a Filipino, everyone can be proud of.

Prayers, Winning Power Of Pacquiao

2009-03-19T06:04:00.000-07:00

I have watched all the major fights of Pacquiao, only his fights during his early days I failed too. One thing I observed aside from his love to his craft, aside from his patience, hardworks in training and his self confidence, is his faith in God. As he enter the ring he's already wearing the rosary as his necklace and just take it off before starting the fight. He would make the sign of the cross before going into the ring and of course a short prayer was already done. While the fight is going on, his mother can be found at her prayer room, doing all the kneelings. bowing of head, and even lying face down with spread arms, surrending everything to God, for her child's protection and victory. She said her prayers instead of watching the game and will just view it later on it's replay. After the fight, upon winning, you'll see Manny praying at his corner, thanking the Lord for the good fight, for having him safe and for the victory, you'll see him again doing the cross sign and before annoucing his victory, he has worn back his rosary as his necklace. While you can see her mother being hysterical thanking and praising the Lord. Lastly during Pacquiao's interview he never forget to thank the Lord. I believe, Prayer is the winning power of Manny Pacquiao.

NEW YEAR TEARS

2009-02-05T20:40:00.000-08:00

Last Dec. 30, a day before the new year ends, I was ask to deliver a message in a Necrological Service of a friend, a well loved former superior of a realty due to his kindness and humility. I prayed hard not to cry in order for me to talk well and express my message clearly. Thanks God I successfully deliver my piece but can't help to be in tears as well, seeing the people around crying, instead.
Four days after, I recieved a shocking text message, a very dear friend of mine, Emmie died. She sufferred a heart attack, I cried out loud upon learning I lose a very close friend, a sister to each other. We are four buddybodies, the other two are Pura and April. We'd been friends for more than 20 years. We're inseparable, even though the realty we're working is no longer existing. I attended four sleepless nights of her wake. We her friends could not just leave her only 23 yr old daughter to arrange her mom's wake and burial.
Last Sunday, January 11, was Emmie's funeral. She was to be cremated at the Eternal Gardens. While she was at the window of the crematory, I was waved by my friends signing to come nearer as the time scheduled has come. I cried a lot when I said goodbye to a very dear friend, her friends and the people around were all crying. We were allowed to enter at the crematory room. Much pain felt seeing her being transferred for the actual cremation. I went out sobbing, I cant bear to see my dear friend, being cremated. Others peeped at the little window where they could see the actual process, I refused to. It's my first time to attend a cremation. It's true, it's nice for relatives to bring home the ashes but I preferred my loved ones to visit me at my tomb when the time comes. I don't favor cremation. Do you?

My Online Friends

2008-09-24T16:02:00.000-07:00

November last year, my son CJ bought a computer. I just realize later, it was the best birthday gift for me, as I learned on how to be with the internet and met so many treasured and loved, on line friends. My daughter Cherry Fe invited me to join Yuwie, a social networking, a very nice site for friendly, caring and loving people. Yuwie pays for number of pageviews, profile views thru blogs, pictures, videos and every content worth viewing in your page. Views of your downlines, referrals up to 10th level are all credited to you. Friends left and right are adding you and of course you do the same. Everybody is kind, everybody is loving and friendly. You meet professionals, artists, writers, celebreties and entertainers. Housewives, students and office employees. Others you thought jobless but retirees with internet business. No dull moments with your online friends, sharing smiles, laughter and success. Sympathizing with each other when one is down with problems on health or failures in dreams or worsed, the shedding of tears when friendships come to an end. Others are earning good but mostly give importance to the friends they met. True to myself, I hardly earned at Yuwie as am poor in active referrals, but I don't mind, gaining wonderful friends is such a treasure and more than big earnings.

Online friends are part of my everyday life, I have close to 600 friends from differrent countries. Others don't believe people at the internet, as they said mostly are disguising, so far I found my friends to be true and real. They brighten up my day with their beautiful, loving comments. Their blogs educate and inspire me, their music, pictures and videos entertain and their wonderful pages, as a whole bring me so much joy. There are friends that are so religious that lead me to the right path, friends that would lift me up and move me closer to God. There are friends who made me cry when inevitably they have to leave the site.

Leonard, a singer composer, a musician, an entertainer a very good writer too, comes from Ohio, U.S. is my very first on line friend. He used to send emails to friends of his age, (close to 50 yrs and above) knowing how they live or how life's treating them. He used to read blogs and when found the writer to be down or hopeless, he'll be in rescue for his kind words of encouragement, sharing his life' experiences and lift oneself up thru his inspiring opinions and suggestion. He had recorded wonderful songs that would entertain his friends and his audience. Among my favorites are: One Dream, Our Love, Me Myself and and I and Believe in Yourself. He has a home based recording studio and recently open a new site where you can purchase his albums, CDs and musical instruments. I was so deeply honored that I am a member of his Eteam and designated to head the site's Forum Section. More insights of him at leobowers.com.

Evan Paul, a musician an entertainer too from Torronto canada, likewise a very good on line, dear friend. Despite of his hectic schedule, He finds time returning comments to his friends. He would listen to your sighs and would let you feel He's just like you an ordinary friend that's so easy to get along with. No dull moments for Evan. He just compose and record songs and share it first to friends for comments before releasing his CDs to market. He's so closed to his friends, that misses him much every weekend as He's offline to do some work on his cottage. It's a great honor to be one of his friends.

Chuck, an architect from California, a very dear friend too. Chuck is like a brother to me, He calls me Sis. He's always ready to listen to a friend. He shares his comments and advises. He treated your friends as his friends too. When you're down, He's there to comfort you with his inspiring words. He's so true and real. I won't forget his desire to send me a keyboard of the pc, when one time I mentioned its deffective that sometimes words I sent are garbled. I discouraged him as the shipping cost was so high, still he insisted, he only listened to me when he found out that shipping cost is 35 dollars while I can buy it here for only 5 dollars. Sweet and caring, thats my friend Chuck and I do appreciate him so much.

Will Southern Dude, a hospice from Tenessee. the friend I much cared for and even cried for when He left Yuwie. He's truly a wonderful friend, exchanging comments with me and well wishes for good times and good days. Enjoying much getting along with his friends, when one day, he lost his only daughter to a car accident. He deleted his account due to much grief in losing his only child. We his friends felt so much devastated as well, in losing him at Yuwie. God is good that He bring him back to us, after our loud cries and praying hard. He appreciated his frriends much in welcoming him back with open arms and stated in his blog that his sadness was turn into joys. A month after however, He undergo a bypass, where everyone was so worried of him. Prayers had been said, novenas and masses were offerred. God is good, All the time...After a week, he's back to us once more. Back to the daily routine of sending regards and concern. comments, advises and care. To my surprise, one day, he sent me message that his giving up his home (Yuwie) and his Family (Yuwie Friends) as his health turned into worst besides his father also dying at the hospital, his mother also sick. "You're the friend so hard to say goodbye to and I appreciate you so much, I love you as a brother in Christ" those were his last lines for me. Now, he's still in my prayers as he sufferred massive heart attacks, the last time I heard of him , he can no longer talk nor walk. I believe in the power of prayers, someday, however, thru God's goodness, I hope, my dear friend Will, will be at Yuwie for the third time around.

Lastly for now, Mishad another dear friend from Singapore, whom I missed so much as he did'nt go online for couple of weeks, but just continue sending him comments thinking his only taking a vacation or leave. After a month however, a sad news broke among his friends. our friend Mishad, passed. Sighs and tears, praises and flowers flooded his page. Todate his page is open and his friends see to it that its lively and worth visiting . We talk to him and express our feelings thru the comments and messages we sent. Friends go over his page, listen to his music reread his blogs and feel his presence. Am just wondering how many times. Mishad goes on line in heaven.

They were among my closest online friends, I love and treasure and I can proudly say, they're real and true.

To Be A Single Mom

2008-09-15T18:32:00.000-07:00

All my life , I found myself working. After graduation from high school, I was employed in a telegraph company, thus I was able to graduate at college as a working student. I accepted tutorials, I was recruited in sales, been a Tupperware manager, a Real Estate agent and been an Insurance underwriter and involve in other direct selling with different products. I was married to my co employee, George, after graduation from College. He was 7 years older than me. Hardworking but so friendly. He has friends from all walks of life. Professionals and non pro, young and old. Vendors, Messengers, and even men walking in the streets were all his friends. What would you expect a happy marriage surrounded with friends. We're blessed with three children. Every occasion, baptismal, birthdays and others is a big celebration. If there's a celebration there must be a drinking session, thus after the day of each occasion you'll see a pile of beer cases at home. Well, seeing my husband, happy and contented with friends all over, her wife has no complain. He works hard with a double job plus me myself is earning well, so live a life that's easy and happy. My husband was then very proud of me, for being so understanding compared to his friends wives who kept on nagging their husbands when caught drinking, humiliating them in front of their friends. Years passed, my husband got sick. He was diagnosed with chronic renal failure, thus a Dialysis is needed as we can not afford a kidney transplant either. He was forced to an early resignation. thus stayed at home as an out patient for the dialysis. Prior to this I resigned from office as I found Sales more challenging and promise better earnings. I focused on real estate, good I did, at first I can support the medical expenses but later it was already a rough situation as the dialysis which was once a month before now requires three times a day. One year and a half of struggle, inspite of all the efforts and the hardships, I still lost my husband. My daughter then, Cherry Fe was 12 yrs old, the second, Charo Mae was 10 and my youngest, a son 7 yrs old. Our house was silenced, no more festive mood, gone are the celebrations...no more laughter of friends...When I see the strict wives of my husband's friends, I just smile and whisper..."You're the wives, the husbands must be proud of". Too much understanding can lose a husband.
Thanks to my late mother, who took care of my children while I was working, in order to earn a living. Nothing would be greater than a love of a mother. Should not the help of her, everything won't come into order. I left early in the morning and go home late at night. Thanks to my boss at the realty for giving me advances to support the needs of the children. Their food and their education, thanks to my children too for studying hard and having scholarships as a result. My apology for my eldest Cherry Fe who was not able to finish her college studies as she was forced to an early employment, to help me support the family. God will bless her for her kind intentions if not now maybe later. Thank you Baby, your kind deed won't be forgotten, for sure you'll be reaping rewards from heaven...To all the friends whom I ran to most of the time, to lean to, in times of need...my gratitude.
To be a single mom is not an easy task but later you'll realized, it's an accomplishment. After all the running you did to beat the timetable for certain things, after withstanding all the hardships to see your children now grown up, looking back to the past of perspiration and tears...thinking of unending disappointments and failures , but with the faith in God Almighty, above all these, behind the clouds lies a silver lining...
Sixteen years after, I found myself at home, rested with my children, a son in law and a grand baby. My eldest, Cherry Fe is now 28 with a cute 2 yr old girl Chloee, Charo Mae is now 26 and a high school teacher while my youngest Christian Jay, 23 an accounting staff at a prestigious Insurance co. and enjoying a college scholarship at one of the Manila Universities. My children preferred me to stay at home attend to their needs and live with the internet
At 53 I am rested. Living with a very simple life, enjoying the love and care of the children plus the happiness my grand daughter brings. A bonding with the family during free times and on every occasion whom each of us missed during the early days is just now happening and a time to thank God during weekends and every time possible to bring him back all the glory, for all the love and blessings He showered us during our happy and rough times.
Am not used to not earning , however, should there will be an opportunity to earn, am more than willing to work again, maybe a sideline, a litle business, just to keep life going without sacrificing the happiness of the family but instead be of help and a bread winner once again. So, help me God.