Estel

According to statistics, if you have a roof above your head and food on your table, you belong to the 8% of the world’s wealthiest. That’s enough reason to be thankful. You are blessed…

As I was on my way home last night, I was able to watch the news via the bus’ TV. I usually arrive at home very late at night so I really don’t have much time to watch. I would often sleep rather than fix my eyes on the TV set after a long, tiresome day in the office.

I knew of what happened in Cagayan De Oro City and the nearby provinces of Mindanao through the stories I heard from my officemates and through the radio playing in the background, but I really didn’t know how massive the losses and the damages were until last night.

Sendong, just as how nasty the typhoon’s name sounds, really left a vindictive mark in the lands of Mindanao and in the hearts of countless people who lost not only things and pets but more importantly, numerous lives of their loved ones.

I couldn’t help but shed tears at the sight of the catastrophe caught on camera. I felt my throat was also flooded with so much tears… My heart ached for these people I don’t personally know. I thought of my relatives over there, how are they doing? Are they hurt? Did I lose a loved one, too? I still don’t know up to this moment. I could only hope…

Amidst this disaster that hampered the Philippine territory, the Filipino people remain strong and hopeful.

I, on the other hand, though feeling morose for the misfortune that has directly engulfed my countrymen, choose to pray for them and extend help in anyway that I can. The gale will pass and soon enough a rainbow might be spotted somewhere, mayhap not in the velvet sky but inside our very hearts.

I am still greatly blessed beyond words. I have a roof over my head and food on my table. Thank You, Lord…

Envisage

I dreamt of you again.

It was weird…

I never expected you to be there yet it seemed as if you were to stay by my side not only for that swift moment but till forever.

You held my hand, and I felt that a certain warmth rushed in to touch every single cell in my heart. You said you’ll be back for good, and that you won’t be leaving– not anymore. That was an awfully familiar promise of long ago, a promise that ended up getting broken.

As your lips moved to form the words that affirmed you will stay, I held my breath. I cried… But why did I? Was it because of relief? Of an intense joy? Or because of an immense sadness, knowing at the back of my mind that everything will melt away as soon as I open my eyes to wake up and  be back in reality?

Everything is so different when I am awake. Yes… Everything…

For a moment, I felt you were real. I felt your heart belonged to mine once more…

…but then again, it was only a dream.

Nothing more.

Nothing less…