Come join us in our nesting place.

After all the times we’ve been together, I’m sure you know how much I appreciate you.

I have really loved you. And I have trusted all I have with you, in you.

You’ve taken care of me as I have you.
You helped me sort my life, and its mess. And lovingly, you’ve kept it all in.
You’ve given me everything, really everything you can.
You’ve actually satisfied me. You did - except for my insatiable (and ever increasing!) need for space.

Please don’t give up on me now. Please, Baby. I’ll fall apart if you go.

-dedicated to my about-to-crash external HD :-)

Something from the backyard.

I realized that if there is one thing that is going to tear my wallet down, it has got to be books.

Yeah, not food, educational expenses, or gasoline. Not clothes or even hair dos (true I spend a lot on hair too but that’s only twice every year). Not even camera lenses!

But books. Yes, B-O-O-K-S!

I always buy books. My husband constantly does, too. And then I also buy lots of books for my son. Oh we seem to have a never-ending need for books. Thus the never-ending trips to the bookstore which - dear hubster, breathe, just breathe - bleed my wallet dry!

So really, if there is something that’s going to make me broke, it’s gotta be because of these books. :-)

No internet connection.

In the office.

*sigh*

I’m bored.

It’s been four days since she’s gone but I still couldn’t get it in my system that she’s REALLY gone. Gone for good.

Oh, she’s gone. She’s really gone. But I still can’t believe it.

When I received the call from her number last Monday, I had thought she’s just calling for some personal concerns. I had not expected to hear her sister’s quivering voice  in the other line, obviously trying hard not to cry, telling me that she’s gone. Despite knowing that she got a debilitating illness, the news came as a shock.

It’s still tough to get in terms with the loss at the moment.

She was more than a classmate, a friend and a  godmother to my son. She was my shock absorber,  confidante,  adviser, shopping-chatting-laughing buddy, mike-catcher (during karaoke sessions, when I don’t know a certain  song, all I need to do is pass the mike to her and she’ll do the number *smile*)…

I have so much wonderful memories of her - the million and one jokes we’ve shared,  the principles she lived by, the  songs she used to sing… There are just so much to remember of her.  And  I  know I will always remember everything -despite being so forgetful. *Sigh* One thing I will always remember is her faith in God. Sickness and all, she continued to praise God for everything -it’s truly amazing.

Haaay. I will just miss her. Her friends and family will.  I wanna tell her a lot in this post  but  I’ll do it one word: thanks. Or one sentence: Yes, thanks for enriching my life with your friendship.

I’m certainly sad to lose this awesome friend but a part of me is happy because I know she’s home. And that she’s happy to be home with our God.

Last night, I cried.

Nah, it’s nothing serious (?). It’s just tears of exhaustion -and frustration, too.

Not much. Just trickles from my tear glands.

Coming home after 12 hours of work (for 2 days straight), I could barely move a muscle when I reached home. I wasn’t even able to change my clothes and eat dinner. I was already asleep even before my head hit the bed. And the saddest thing was, I dozed off with the voice of my son telling me “Mama, I want you” in the background.

That’s worth more than an apology to my son.

Been on a road trip with my family last Wednesday. I think everyone had fun (my son surely did!). Between mothering and sight-seeing, I also had fun snapping summer pics.

On the way home, we dropped by at a local restaurant (by the sea) that serves really delicioso food!