The only person that you should worry about disappointing is yourself. After all, every deed you do will reflect in your life at the same point.
The biggest regrets in life are the risks you never took because you thought them impossible. But also remember that every great achievement in life was once considered impossible.
So go and live every dream and face every challenge. You are the victory in every chance you take or choice you made.
If you find a girl who reads, keeps her close. When you find her up at 2 AM clutching a book to her chest and weeping, make her a cup of tea and hold her. You may lose her for a couple of hours but she will always come back to you. She’ll talk as if the characters in the book are real because, for a while, they always are.
Date a girl who reads because you deserve it. You deserve a girl who can give you the most colorful life imaginable. If you can only give her monotony, and stale hours and half-baked proposals, then you’re better off alone. If you want the world and the worlds beyond it, date a girl who reads.
Or better yet, date a girl who writes.
And never forget to buy her a cup of coffee when she reads.
“Don’t pull away from the rest of the world.
For those of you that are out there,
with no friends,
with no one to support you,
those who are being neglected.
You are never alone.
Somewhere on this earth,
there is ALWAYS someone who is there for you.
There is always someone that cares about you and feels your pain.
There is always someone that will understand your story.
Don’t be afraid to come out of your shell.
Don’t be afraid to interact with people.
Don’t be afraid to be who you are.”
What is your heart conversing right now?
Whatever it is, be brave enough to start a conversation that matters.
My last vacation in the Philippines was quite peaceful and sweet. Most of the time, I stayed only at home and hanging out with my son. It was not really an extravagant vacation as what other people expected. In fact, It was really my plan to spend my 35 days with my family especially with my kid.
During my entire break, I have seen some changes with my son. He is no longer my baby, but not quite a teenager too. He doesn’t want to be kissed and hugged in the public. We don’t walk together holding hands, but he just put his arms around me. He keeps on checking with my schedules when he was at school and never skip a day without following me around.
We both still love watching movies and do some food trips. He never has the patience to wait for me when I do shop. He’s not a branded person, to buy a casing for his cell phone is a major spending for him. Still, he doesn’t want me to wear shorts and sexy dresses. When I put some dark eyebrow makeup, he said ew, that I don’t look good at all. He just wanted me to be simple and unnoticed.
We never stop talking about this and that. He still sleeps in my room. I always reprimanded him for being lazy and giving too much attention to his mobile and play station. I am happy that he has good friends around, who helped him to improve his personality from being a killjoy to cool guy. See, he talks with my friends now, unlike before. Yes, still he has his mood swings, but it becomes irregular now.
We still argue and fight, but we knew we always have each other.
If I am still in the Philippines today, he would be my pretty date.
Who says Valentine’s Day is exclusive only for lovers? We can date anyone!
Happy day to all 🙂
When I was young
I never have the chance to play with dolls
Because we don’t have a lot of bucks
I played only jump rope and tags
I kicked the cans and laugh out loud.
When I got the job
And have enough cash
I bought these little dolls, one by one
Sometimes I played with them remembering my past
If I could just turn back, how wonderful it would last.
But I never regret what has been done
Even without the dolls, friends had come
There are always good memories to talk about
When we made and played only with the paper doll.
So my little pretty ones
You came late, but I got you now
You filled up my childhood wish
Thank you, I have some fun.
My 14 year old son begged me not to force him to join in one of the school activities that his teacher and grandmother asked him to participate. He was on the verge of desperation, as if I am the last person who would save him that whatever my decision would be, he has no choice, but to follow it.
I appreciated that, despite our long distance situation, I am still in the picture that he still comes to me not only in times of delight, but more importantly in his needs of someone to understand him. Back to the story, I asked him a lot of questions regarding his issue, to be honest there was nothing wrong about it, I might convince him too to participate, but I chose not.
I told him I would not force him to do what he doesn’t like as long as it will not affect his grades and performance at school. I will respect his decision as much as possible too. He was relieved, then calls me the best mom ever.
What struck me most was the last message he sent me before saying goodbye, he said, “It was right that children should respect their Parents, but Parents should respect their children too.”
Wow. I stopped for a while. He was aware now that RESPECT is a too way street.
Yes, it is a challenge for me to step back a little while staying connected to this grown-up kid because I know one day he will be determined to live his life in his own way and, probably I will be needing more understanding too that “we are alike, not in personality or character, but as a person.”
He was seven years old in this picture, never thought he would grew so fast.
“Don’t you know how great it is to miss something? All you have to do is wait. It gives me hope.”
Does waiting give you hope? That someplace, something is waiting to be known, to be happening mysteriously? Or are you the one who thought that waiting is just a waste of time and a rust to your life?