I woke up at 1:00 AM this morning feeling nervous.
The reflection on the mirror looked like a white coffin floating.
I shuddered at the thought of the possibility that this could be a premonition that the
passengers and crew of the ill-fated MH370 were dead.
What if it was not an act of terrorism or anti-government plot?
What if there was really mechanical or electrical failure?
I have been following this story since last week and I feel for the passengers and crew
of the missing airplane. I feel for the young kids on board.
With 26 nations participating on the search and rescue (or could it be search and retrieval?),
I hope I’ll wake up with a good news that everyone in MH370 is safe.
The landlord knocked on my door and gave me an ultimatum.
“You must pay your rent or else….!”
Confused, I thought of how many months I failed to settle my obligation. Six months! How could I forget to pay my monthly dues?
I called up my boyfriend to tell him about what happened. He said that he couldn’t come to comfort me. Busy, as usual. Amazingly, I did not make a big deal out of it.
“It’s okay, I can handle this,” then, I hang up.
While I was alone in the room, I realized that I left that place six years ago so how could my landlord ask me to pay for something that I discontinued to consume? I looked around and saw that I was sitting on our conjugal bed.
Then, I woke up. It was just a dream. Not exactly a bad dream but the type of dream that makes you nostalgic about certain events in your life. I examined myself if the dream hurt me or affected me. No, not at all. It was not the most pleasant of dreams for somebody who would like to live in the present but it was an eye-opener that I am now fully healed of the past.
I cried a river when the relationship did not work out and now I am crying tears of joy whenever I see my kids so cute and happy. I lost a lover but God provided me with a kind husband, somebody that I intend to be with for the rest of my life.
People come and go to our lives. Be thankful for the beautiful memories and the lessons learned. Life doesn’t have to stop from one painful experience. You’ll never know what you will be missing until you get in there. Stay happy!
The fate of the 239 passengers of the Malaysian Airlines Flight MH370 is still unknown. If the airplane nosedived on the sea, is it possible to reach the ocean floor without disintegration? The testimonies of the 19 families who tried to ring their loved ones and were able to connect added more to the mystery. Could they have been hijacked? But if they were hijacked, how come the plane went undetected on the radar?
I would like to believe that the plane landed safely on the forest of Vietnam but for sure, there would be no reception there so a missed call is not even possible. If there is reception, how come not even a single survivor texted for help? If the phone is still reachable, why don’t they track the location? If the plane disintegrated 35,000 feet above sea level, then why are the phones still reachable?
I feel for the families and friends of the passengers. May they find strength and acceptance whatever happened to their loved ones. I pray for the passengers and I hope that they are still alive and just stuck somewhere. I pray for the Malaysian authorities and the countries involved in the search and rescue to be given wisdom and guidance.
I was not a fan of generic drugs until our company doctor prescribed a generic medicine for my upper respiratory infection last January. Not wanting to sound like a snob, I politely asked why he did not prescribe a branded one. He looked at me, that kind of look that seemed to try to control a laugh, before replying, “Why, you don’t believe in generic drugs?”
I reasoned out that I could not afford to be on extended sick leave so the efficacy of the drug was important to me. The company doctor assured me that the efficacy of the drug that he prescribed was the same as the branded ones except that they were not branded ones!
“Trust me. I wouldn’t recommend something that was not proven to be effective,” the doctor said.
With full confidence on the prescription, I bought the drug at Generics Pharmacy and I was surprised for the 40% cheaper price as compared to the branded one! I took the drug and I was glad that I followed the doctor’s advice because buying a generic drug was worth it.
I know that just like any other commodity, we have a preferred brand when it comes to medicines. I am sharing my experience to those who are open to change and to those with limited money but need to complete a prescription.
I threw an old piggy bank last Saturday in my AIM to start thinking BIG when it comes to saving and earning money. Money is limited and how I wish that I could just buy all the things that I fancy about! How I wish that I could help more, give more and share more of my blessings to those in need!
Saving money is not foreign to me. I started saving when I was in grade school and spending them on good causes were the sweetest things that I remember until now. In my adult years when I became the front-liner in the economic battlefield, I had gains and as well as losses but I never stopped fighting for what I believe every man should aspire—FINANCIAL FREEDOM.
Money is limited and we are not born into wealth but it doesn’t mean that we will live from payslip to payslip forever. I attached a sample computation of how compounded interest works. I assumed a 2% interest rate, 2000 pesos as initial deposit and 12,000 pesos yearly deposit. By the end of the 15th year, I would have PhP210,216 in the bank. Therefore, to be able to hit a certain target savings on a particular target year, I would just manipulate row D5 and onwards to input how much should I save per year. I agree that banks do not offer the best “earnings” out of the money that we put into them but MOST of the people in the Philippines would rather do banking than investing their money somewhere else.
Saving and investing is the right formula to financial freedom and it works for most people I know. As soon as they build their target savings, they invest their other money on stocks, mutual funds or business venture to maximize the return of their passive income.
The key here is to create a VISION of how much money you would like to have after X number of years and everything will fall to its proper places later. Because a person who has adapted a culture of financial awareness will be more conscious about his cash flow, what his priorities are and how to earn more money.
Money is limited but as Bo Sanchez says, if we believe that we have unlimited sources of it, then we will attract it. I call this one “money vibes.”
“Mommy, I want those colored chicks,” my four-year old son Adi told me last Saturday morning.
“You can’t have it, Adi. You don’t play with something that has life,” I said.
He pouted his lips and stormed out of the house; what a way to accept “defeat.”
The following day, he was asking for money to buy the colored chicks from the vendor. I repeated my position about “no playing with something that has life” but my effort was in vain because his father backed him up! So after a few minutes, my little boy had this uncolored chick inside a small cage. I asked him to take care of it and Adi seemed genuinely interested on his new pet.
The chick seemed to be uncomfortable being confined in a small cage so I transferred it to our laundry basket and gave it some food and water. It accidentally splashed itself on the small water container so the poor chick was trembling. My daughter wrapped it on a piece of old clothes to make it warm. Soon later, the chick was lively again, eating and drinking. Adi lost interest on the chick except for some occasional “visits.” My daughter brought the chick to her room on Sunday night to protect it from predators.
Monday morning, I took the chick down and asked my husband to borrow the empty cage from our neighbor. The chick seemed to grow bigger and happier. I checked the chick when I arrived from work Monday night. We had our dinner and when I checked on it after dinner, it was gone! There were two cats sitting beside the cage and one of them SURELY ate our poor chick!
I called Adi to tell him what happened. He was briefly mad at the cat but when he went inside the house and continued the movie that he was watching, he forgot about his pet chick!
Parents, it’s okay to buy our kids a pet if they are matured enough to take care of it.
It’s okay to buy our kids a pet if we have the space and capability to nurture it.
It’s okay to buy our kids a pet if the pet is old enough to be taken cared of by a human being.
Parents, we don’t need to patronize an industry selling young pets for a profit. We know that the best care these pets can receive will still come from their mother.
We don’t need to patronize an industry that decreases the value of an animal to a commodity.
Responsible pet ownership is what we should teach our children.
These words caught my attention while I was rushing to work last Friday, Valentine’s Day. My initial reaction was, it must be one of those Palmolive or Ponds advertisements. Little did I knew about the impression that it must be John Pratts proposing to Olivia Daytia or better known as Isabel Oli. The couple denied the involvement and the people were left wondering who this lucky Olivia was.
I love marriage proposals but I don’t want mine to be the center of attention. My husband’s marriage proposal was plain and simple; he went to my apartment one morning, took my right hand and inserted the ring on my right middle finger. It was the sweetest moment of our relationship.
The best thing about a man proposing to his girl is the certainty that he wants that girl to be his wife and to be the mother of his kids. Enough of some men complaining about girls chasing marriage. If a man is certain about his feelings and future with his girl, he will marry her no matter what.
The World of Second Chances 