Archive for May 15th, 2010

Keeping it to myself

It is hard to mend a broken heart and sometimes we will just forget about it then start anew. I am somewhat told myself last night that I would really say a word to the person who is close to me, I was really planning to blurt out some nasty words and yet when I saw the person this morning, I just felt pity and said nothing.

Promises should not mean to be broken and trust should not be taken for granted but there are cases that no matter what we do, it is still unavoidable. Maybe I just have to move on and I will just take good care of it later or maybe forget all about it. Maybe that is the best thing to do, to keep all the disappointments and anguish I have inside. But I hope they know that I am only a human and that I will get tired and will blow up anytime if they will continue doing the things that I don’t like. I hope I still can keep my patience so nothing or no one will be hurt.

A Lonesome Movie And A Touchy Novel

This afternoon as we were watching a movie together with my daughter, I just learned that the movie of Gabby Concepcion and KC Concepcion will come out very soon in cinemas. And mark my work I am going to watch for it, but sad to say, perhaps I will just be alone; it will not be with my daughter Mj or my niece Mariel. It is a very lonesome movie and I guess they don’t deserve those heartaches in regards with how the story goes.

And since the father’s day is fast approaching, I will share it to you a paragraph from the book I am reading right now. The story is a well-built relationship with a father and a daughter, although the wife. And the mother of this lovely kid was not around her because she never wanted to have that child. Never, all she wanted to do is to attend grand balls, or throw parties with some elite friends and when she met a single young duke of some kind, she decided to go with him in France and left the richest husband and her only child behind. And yet the father of the kid mold her to being a good and kind daughter, he had taken good care of her by himself even though he has a servant that he could trust with his child. He always brought her in the office where sometimes she would fall asleep in the couch while waiting for her father to finish his work. They were so close when she grew up, and she adored her father that much. And it devastated her so much when her father was gone.

“Do you want something to eat Papa?” She looked up at his face, and suddenly stared. He was looking straight at her with unseeing eyes, and feeling terror leap at her throat as it never had before, she was instantly on her knees and touching his face. “Papa!” It was a shriek in the empty, silent house, and she began to shake him now, but his body slowly slid to the floor, where he lay and she held him close, the sobs overtaking her as the fires had overtaken the town. He was dead. Quietly, without a sound, he had come to this room, to this chair and sat down . . . and died, at sixty-three of age, leaving Sabrina an orphan, entirely on her own, two and a half weeks before her eighteenth birthday.

She sat staring down at him in shocked terror long into the night. The fires raged across Nob Hill, gutting almost everything around them, and miraculously sparing them. But Sabrina wouldn’t leave him. She sat holding his hand and sobbing long into the night, as the flames raced to the front door and then suddenly changed direction, and when morning came, she still sat there, holding the hand of the man who had been her father. Most of the fires in the city had been put out, and the earthquake was over. But for Sabrina life would never be the same again, without him.

Just Getting More Busy Each Day

You may notice that I am not online for long hours here at home; it is because I am too busy this summer to do that. Good thing that I still have a chance to update this blog and visit your website then. I just can’t leave these whole good things behind, for me it is a work that I am enjoying so much. That even how tempting it is to be just somewhere around with some friends, my whole system could not just do it. If I was not here, you can find me out with Mj at the swimming venue or with my little monster, tickling and giggling with her, or reading my book either in the taxi cab, food court, in the corner or in any place where I could have some time to read even just few pages of it.

As early as 7:00 a.m., we have to be at the waiting area where we could hail a taxi or a Jeepney going to the venue or to the Kumon that is how busy I am these days. There was one time that we were dragging ourselves to get a taxi cab from grocery shopping but we could only find no one. We waited for long hours just to get one; it was then a very exhausted day for me and my daughter. There were sometimes that I wish I could own a car and find any cheap insurance companies so to at least not to commute and not be late with our appointments, insurance that would make us more secure but we have set our priorities right now already and buying a car does not include there. We just have to be patient on waiting for the right time, and I know before we realize it, our dreams will already be at our hands.

On the other hand, everything here are flowing, I am having fun sending Mj to her activity, going to the gym after and or grocery shopping out of my busy day. Yes, I don’t go out at night just to have a champagne or beer, though sometimes I missed hanging out with my friends but surely I am alright with just my kids around, hearing them laugh out loud in my side.