“It’s never too late to start over.
If you weren’t happy with yesterday, try something different today.
Don’t stay stuck.
We shouldn’t be afraid to dream a little bigger.
“Hope for the Flowers is an inspiring allegory about the realization of one’s true destiny as told through the lives of caterpillars Stripe and Yellow, who struggle to “climb to the top” before understanding that they are meant to fly.“
I love this book. Quite simple, but beautifully written. The allegorical story gives us the message of how to become somebody while showing how to value life and relationship.
There are times when we believe that we couldn’t do anything more than what we have in our life, we stick to be sluggish and being hopeless about the situation. This book reminded me again to explore and discover myself beyond what I see and believe. We have to know our worth.
Yes, hope is still there. I can’t wait to fly!
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.
“New York is 3 hrs ahead of California but it does not mean that California is slow, or that New York is fast. Both are working based on their own “Time Zone.”
Someone is still single. Someone got married and waited 10 yrs before having a child, there is another who had a baby within a year of marriage.
Someone graduated at the age of 22, yet waited 5 years before securing a good job; and there is another who graduated at 27 and secured employment immediately.
Someone became CEO at 25 and died at 50 while another became a CEO at 50 and lived to 90 years.
Everyone works based on their ‘Time Zone’.
People can have things worked out only according to their pace. You just have to work in your “time zone”.
Your Colleagues, friends, younger ones might “seem” to go ahead of you. Maybe some might “seem” behind you.
Don’t envy them or mock them, it’s their ‘Time Zone.’ You are in yours!
Hold on, be strong, and stay true to yourself. All things shall work together for your good. You’re not late. You are not early. You are very much On time.”
I can do anything! You can do it too!
Now, it’s your turn to copy the line 20 times.
What is success? How do I define it with my own experience and defeats? Well, I have my own definitions, maybe most of you would not agree.
I only considered success when I was at school, fantasizing I could achieve anything when I fly out to the real world. At this instant, I ceased to think about it – anymore. I am in the midst of battle, and when you are in combat, you could no longer think of success, but only how to live and to survive.
“Success is the achievement of something planned or attempted.
Survival is staying alive or in existence despite of.”
I just thought, success is only for those who have enormous courage to fight for their own dreams – from those who have tried to block their victory and even have the ability to control their destiny. Success is not to those who are afraid to take risks, who has only limited imaginations, not for those who can’t fully trust themselves and who worries too much to fail.
You can have success if you are brave.
You can survive if you don’t choose.
How can I be successful when I am just following the flow, when lifting the burden only I can carry. I don’t go beyond what I cannot do. I have never tried to surpass afar. I am just too comfortable in my comfort zone.
My survival is my success.
“Moritaka Mashiro (Takeru Satoh) doesn’t want to follow in the path of his uncle who worked as a manga artist, but ultimately died because of exhaustion. Moritaka Mashiro figures he will graduate from school and work at an office. Things change though when he falls in love with a girl at school. The girl, who hopes to become a voice actress, tells Moritaka they can marry, but only after they both achieve their dreams. Moritaka then teams up with fellow classmate Akito Takagi (Ryunosuke Kamiki) to publish their first manga”
Finally, you can watch Bakuman online. I have been waiting for this live action movie adaptation for about six months. Although I have definite craziness for Takeru Satoh, but of course I want to see how it works on the big screen.
Bakuman tells us the journey of two 14 year old boy in their quest to become a successful Manga artist and writers. It’s a wonderful series about the hardship of making Manga, and what goes on behind the creation and publishing, which was my favorite parts in the movie. It illustrates also how this person withstands the adversity of making their dreams possible.
Though I finished only the season 1 of anime version, I would say the movie is pleasingly captivating which makes the story more relevant. I just found the romance is the weakest part among the scenes.
My verdict is 9/10.
“There are going to be times when you learn more about the world you’re entering and feel defeated when you see the gap between the ideal and the reality… But that’s something we’ll all face. The people that face those obstacles and overcome them are people whose dreams come true.”
― Tsugumi Ohba,
If I were incapable of feeling fear right now, I’m pretty sure I have so much things to share & be proud of, or maybe I would be dead too.
I have lots of fearless fantasies, fantasies that I know would never happen to me.
- Bull Riding – I want to beat the the most dangerous eight seconds in sports.
- Base Jumping – Love to boast a stunt in the air.
- Scuba Diving
- Big Wave Surfing
- Water Rafting – I’m afraid of being pushed or thrown into a body of water and I can’t swim in the deep ocean too!
- Mountain Climbing – I want to climb the world’s highest peak Mount Everest!
- Car Racing while being Drunk!
I know, i know some people have done that and I envy them for they have lots of spirits & guts to do what they like. Me? would be forever fearful of such.
When I arrive at work, my boss was excited to talk about what happened to the Ms. Universe pageant. I said “excuse me?” and he was surprised to know that I didn’t watch it, remarking that I am only from the Philippines he knows that didn’t watch the show.
Well, it’s true. The last time I watched the whole show was year 1994. I have just seen the highlights from video clips & news. What can I do, I’d love to watch Victoria Secret fashion show more than Ms. Universe.
But of course, I watch some of the clips, especially when Steve Harvey mistakenly names the wrong #MissUniverse2015. How sad it was for Ms. Columbia when he corrected his mistake. It’s one of the most shocking ends of the Miss Universe final, but not to Ms. Philippines. Yahoo!!!
Congratulations to our Ms. Universe 2015, Pia Alonzo Wurtzbach. The Philippines is indeed very proud of you. Achieved!
When you were 10, what did you want to be when you grew up? What are you now? Are the two connected?
When I was ten..
I want to be free from my Parents.
I want to be a teacher, dentist, story teller & a drama artist too.
Those are my precious dreams that never came true.
What am I now? just nobody, I think so.
When was the last time I earnestly set a goal for myself? I can’t even remember! Too bad. Too crummy. But since this challenge, defy me, I would have to think about it, hard.
My goals are:
- To finish the short term course in my Accounting subject with 3 accounting system with perfect scores & knowledge, even my first objective was to have only the certificate for additional credentials.
- To have extra money this month around $2500.00, to enroll the course for CMA (Certified Management Accountant).
- To have a job description in my work, and not only to wait for random responsibility.
- To find a new place to stay, it should be neat, quite & cheap.
- To talk to my son heart to heart regarding his “issues” on his transition period of being a teenager.
- Not to post anything in my Facebook account.
- To watch a movie once a month.
- To save at least $55.00 from my monthly allowance.
- To finish reading the 2 books I have.
- To do pay forward.
Well, as what the saying goes.. setting a goal is not the main thing. It is deciding how you will go about achieving it and staying with that plan. May I will review my goals everyday to achieve maybe not all of them, but will be most of them.
“People have forgotten this truth,” the fox said. “But you mustn’t forget it. You become responsible forever for what you’ve tamed. You’re responsible for your rose.” – Antoine de Saint-Exupéry,
Responsibility. Big word.
I started to become responsible when I have my son in my life. Though I was quiver for a while, and took me a little way to escape, but still I was able to play the track again.
Before my husband left us for another woman, I became a full time wife. Though I didn’t enjoy it and came to a point of hating it, later I realized it was a good job after all. Taking care of your kids full time has always been a privilege for us mothers. It was a happy, hard, boring moments in my life, but I always feel grateful whenever I think about it.
When my marriage failed, I was left alone with my hand’s full of responsibility; our son, our credit card bills & jobless! as if I was doomed to carry all the hardship in life without a taste of readiness. I was afraid to wake up in the morning because I don’t know what to do, where to start & how could I go on. I even tried to think it’s better to die then, but when I saw my son’s face sleeping peacefully beside me, I had woken up from my selfish deeds. Yes, I have to be responsible forever for what I have tamed, responsible for my son’s life.
Responsibility, big word, It is.
Because of that, I was able to pick up the pieces of myself one by one, slowly but considerably. I went through this kind of rebellion; school, drinking, work, drinking, boyfriends, and I treated my son as my last priority.
I always came home from work late and drunk. In that usual occasion, my Parents reprimanded me by locking all the doors and not wanting me to go inside. I even pee outside on our porch and vomited several times. I was such a difficult person at that time. Then one night, I went home bombed with alcohol, I was calling my Mother to open the door for me, unexpectedly, my son did. I was startled, so I stand straight, not wanting him to see my drunken face and asked him why he still awake. With sluggish and innocent look, he replied without hesitations; “’I’m afraid you couldn’t get in since grandma doesn’t want to open the door for you.”
I have believed since that night, I became his responsibility and he should be my top priority. I could no longer endure my pointless disposition, I almost forgot there was someone who always waited for me to come home, my little rose, my son, my responsibility.
The year is about to end and we couldn’t stop it for keeping rotating around. We would say “it seems just yesterday“ and yet when we see one last drop from our calendar is waiting, then we have realized what we have done.
Personally, I hate impending this way. I dislike seeing myself that I have wasted such time and yet until this last minute I have never done anything for myself to be proud of, saying this word “yes, I did it!” because deep down within me, I didn’t do anything at all. I just followed the everyday‘s life movement, pretending that this is all I ever wanted and contented to be.
I have so much hope for the next year. I wish I could shift my butt to some changes that I really wanted to take place. I need to gather all good forces to possible ladder of my success.