The World of Second Chances

Two Women

March 8, 2012

Life & Love

I am not aware of Rep. Iggy Arroyo’s personal life not until he passed away in London. I was not even aware that he was being treated there for cancer. The one thing that I surely remember about him was his “public confession” that he was Jose Pidal.

Mr. Iggy’s personal life became controversial after his demise than when he was very much alive. The second wife, Mrs. Aleli Arroyo is very vocal about her disgust on Mr, Iggy’s common-law wife of six years, Grace Ibuna. When a couple has a pending annulment case and if one of them dies ahead of the other, who has the right over claiming the remains: the estranged wife/husband or the departed one’s current partner?

Grace and Mr. Iggy lived together for six years. I guess, those six years were happy yet challenging because living with someone who’s sick is emotionally draining. Grace and Mr. Iggy’s relationship was a real partnership; it was founded with love and respect sans the sanctity of marriage. Grace and daughter Garrie have a good relationship with Mr. Iggy’s daughters from his first marriage.

The missing link in this emotional equation is the relationship of Aleli and Mr. Iggy prior and after their filing of annulment. Two people who are no longer in love with each other can possibly be civil and respectful of each other; they can even keep in touch especially if they have kids. I don’t think Aleli and Mr. Iggy had a good relationship after their separation. It makes me wonder if Grace was the reason of Aleli’s split up with Mr. Iggy that is why the latter is fuming mad at the mention of Grace’s name? Or perhaps, Aleli, being the legal wife, felt bypassed when her husband passed away with his lover at his deathbed?

Watching Mr. Iggy’s funeral on TV is like watching a real-life teledrama: the ex and the present love of his life trying to outdo each other. Aleli, being the legal wife, wants to run the show. Grace, being the one who stayed with Mr. Iggy until his last breath, is willing to share the show with the legal wife. Mistresses are condemned in this country but who are we to judge the relationship that they have/had with their common-law husbands?
A Dream So Real

March 6, 2012

Poems & Stories

Have you ever dreamed so real that you thought it was something very real? I had a dream last night about a person who I haven’t seen for half a decade now. In my dream, we were having a good conversation which was a rarity when we were still in touch with each other. He told me (in my dream) that he’s carrying an affair with a certain Jenny and I advised him to focus on his married life. He asked me if I want to have an affair with him and I said that I am happy with my family. Then I woke up, it was 5:30 AM.

The dream was so real and his presence seemed like the one that I felt half a decade ago. Good thing, our meeting was just a dream.
Hotmail’s Technical Difficulties

March 6, 2012

Career, Finance & Product

What the hell is wrong with Hotmail? For two months now, I can’t create new mails because of “technical difficulties.” I thought it was just the office server or connection but when I switched my connection to Globe Tattoo, the same message appeared when I tried to compose an email.

So far, my Gmail and Yahoo Mail are reliable although I don’t like the “conversation-type” of formatting that Gmail offers.
Bored With My Career

February 23, 2012

Career, Finance & Product

An organization, in order to survive, must adapt to change. Change management is everywhere. Reorganizations happen even to the most stable companies. I survived a reorganization and I am thankful to the Lord for this. Reality check, I am receiving a good salary which is more than enough for a family of four. (We are not extravagant, by the way) We live in the countryside where the cost of living is much lower as compared to Metro Manila. Had I been working and living in Manila, my salary would just be enough for the higher cost of living there.

My friend and I ,who is also a victim of the reorganization, have been thinking about finding a new job. My limitation is, I can only do that after I give birth in April. I am grateful to the management for giving me the chance to still work for this company but at the same time, I feel like I’ve lost track of my career path. Five years ago, when my former boss asked me what I want to be five years from now, I told him that I see myself as a succesful careerwoman who’s happy and enthusiastic about her job. The same cannot be said about how I feel right now.

I am doing two functions and it’s fine with me. However, the engineering function quickly took a backseat in favor of the management or corporate function which is not really me. At times, I feel that anybody can just do this function and it doesn’t require any special skills at all.

It’s weird of me to be sending resume’s to other companies at this point in time. But I’d like to resurrect my self-confidence and assure myself that I am still marketable in the industry.

Thank you, Lord, for giving my family our daily bread. I just need to find the finest bread for my family and I know that You will help me get through this.
An Angel’s Cry For Justice

February 21, 2012

Life & Love

I received a news that a six-year old girl was found dead at a vacant house in Bright Homes, Caypombo, Sta Maria, Bulacan. The poor girl was even raped. The suspect was the father of her playmate who is their neighbor.

How can somebody in his right mind abuse and kill an innocent little girl? The suspect is believed to be high in drugs when he did the heinous crime. Drugs is dangerous to the user’s health but it is even more dangerous to the innocent people who can be the next victim of the user’s trippings. We know that drugs are dangerous. We suspect that a neighbor or a relative is a user but we are not courageous enough to do something about it. We are either afraid or we just felt that it is none of our business. We only react once a crime like this happens.

Putting that bastard to jail won’t change the fact that the little angel is dead. There’s more to it that we can do. Let’s be vigilant about abusive neighbors. Let’s be supportive against anti-drug campaign. Let’s be more protective of our kids.
Surviving The 2nd Trimester

February 21, 2012

Life & Love

At the beginning of my fourth month, the nausea and afternoon sickness slowly faded away. Good thing, I was not prone to emotional breakdowns. I kept my composure despite the pressures at work and at home. I religiously took my folic acid vitamin until the fifth month. Folic acid is essential in brain development of the fetus. At this time, I could still wear my old clothes. I had a strong aversion to onions and garlic so cooking was a torture!

During the later weeks of the fifth month up to the sixth month, my body seemed to be adjusting well to the pregnancy. I could now tolerate the smell of strong scents. I noticed that my skin got dry so I used coco butter from HBC. I became prone to skin itching due to the dry skin so I changed my regular soap to a hypo-allergenic and moisture-rich one. Back pains and leg cramps were becoming an issue so my OB-gyne prescribed 1000 mgs of Calcebone per day.

I had my laboratory exam taken and I found out that my hemoglobin was lower than the normal. My OB-gyne prescribed 1000 mgs of Iberet per day. I started drinking two glasses of Enfamama per day and my tummy went big after only two weeks. I wore my first maternity clothes in January, at sixth months. I was never a fan of maternity clothes and I felt funny wearing one. But wearing my old blouses made me feel uncomfortable as I hated to see my tummy bulging prominently.
My Adorable Toddler

January 26, 2012

Poems & Stories

Your sweet smile
Your naughty glances
Your hearty laugh
I love them all, Adi

Your tiny fingers
That hold your crayons
Etching on our wall
I don’t mind it, just go on scribbling

Your red lips pouting
Planting a kiss on mommy
While wrapping your small arms around me
Is enough to make my day, little baby

You saying “Mama”
Is music to my ears
It relieves all my stress and pain
Thanks for coming into our life

I hope you’ll grow up to be a good person
A better person than I
A loving brother, a dutiful son
Don’t forget our happy days of your childhood with us