Sonnet XVII

I love you without knowing how, why, or even from where. I love you straight forwardly, without complexities or pride. So close that your hand on my chest is my hand, so close that when you close your eyes, I fall asleep.

~Pablo Neruda~

Hmmm. I wish I could say something like this to someone if I am to fall in love again, or if there’s really someone made for me.

*mixed emotions. Still a happy day. 🙂

On Being A Single Mom

I’ve stumbled upon a random blogger’s entry wherein she said that single mothers are those most likely to fall into poverty.

I beg to disagree.

Being a single mother myself, I would like to believe what the word of God says.

“Behold, children are a gift of the LORD, the fruit of the womb is a reward.” (Psalm 127:3)

It’s not that I am justifying whatever mistakes I have done in the past. It’s that despite the wrongs I’ve made, God was, and still is, gracious to me for forgiving me of my most contemptible sins thinkable, and even gifting me with a daughter—my very own flesh and blood.

There are so many women my age who wish to have children of their own, yet do not have any. Of course, having and raising kids is done best under the umbrella of marriage. But what if you are like me who apparently has a kid, and who do not have a suitable male partner, a responsible husband, or a trustworthy father to your child for that matter? Are you to spurn your life forever?


Look at the picture above. How do you see it? Is the glass half empty or half full?

Well, it is just a matter of perspective. Personally, I would like to fill my life with positivity—noticing and acknowledging the beauty behind anything that people deem unfavorable. Yes, you may hurt inside or cry your eyes out when something awful happens. Still the important thing here is how you stand tall again and be courageous enough to put your best foot forward, the second time around. You empower and boost the things you put your focus on. Positivity or negativity is multiplied when concentrated upon. Which do you want more of?

Being able to hold and kiss my daughter for the very first time, to witness her ever first facial expressions, her laugh, her cry, see her learn how to walk, hear her call me “E-mie” (her version of “mommy”), to have her reach out for me when she gets hurt, to feel her tight, baby bear hugs and be smothered by her kisses when I get home from work or whenever she becomes extra sweet, to  walk hand in hand with her as she takes her baby steps—these are just some of my treasures. Not all women are gifted with such, thus making me a little bit more “special”, a little bit richer in a different manner than others. It is an immense thing that God made my womb fruitful. Yes I am a single mother, but not impoverished. I am blessed beyond compare.

Knowing that my daughter has an extraordinary purpose to fulfill on earth, and that God has put her under my care, gives me the drive to be of aid to her in every way that I can. To see her grow under the grace of the Lord is a delightful experience, one I would not trade for anything. I set my heart, my mind, my hands and feet to work. I want to give the best for my daughter just as my Father in heaven gives the best for me.

In my honest opinion, those who are most likely to plunge into poverty are those who are too engrossed on being apathetic and lazy.

“Lazy people are soon poor; Hard workers get rich.” (Proverbs 10:4)

Need I say more?

If only all the single mothers out there would see their child as a gift from the Lord then it would really make a vast difference…


Ordinary Song

I don’t know why this song by Marc Velasco has this effect on me everytime I hear it playing. I can sense how in love he was when he wrote this song. 


Perhaps it’s a nice thing for a man to offer a love song to a woman, pouring his heart out through his music. 🙂 I wonder if Marc wrote this on a sunny or a rainy day. Hmmm?


Anyway, i just feel like posting here the lyrics of the song. 🙂 I feel good inside.


Thanks, Marc! 🙂



Just an ordinary song
To a special girl like you
From a simple guy
Who’s so in love with you

Verse 2:
I may not have much to show
No diamonds that glow
No limousines
To take you where you go.

Chorus 1:
But if you ever find yourself
Tired of all the games you play
When the world seems so unfair
You can count on me to stay
Just take some time
To lend an ear
To this ordinary song


Verse 2:
Just an ordinary song
To a special girl like you
From a simple guy
Who’s so in love with you

I don’t even have the looks
To make you glance my way
The clothes I wear
May just seem so absurd

Chorus 2:
But deep inside of me is you
You give life to what I do
All those years may see you through
Still I’ll be waiting here for you
If you have time
Please lend an ear
To this ordinary song


Verse 3:
Just an ordinary song
To a special girl like you
From a simple guy
Who’s so in love with you.

Letter 1 — Your Best Friend

Dear Best Friend,

Twenty-one years of friendship… WOW! It’s an amazing thing that we remained the best of friends after all these years! I really thank the Lord that He bonded us together and let us experience a lasting friendship. Actually, the term “Best Friend” is just a branding of this world but to me, you have exceeded the “duties” that a best friend could ever make. To me, you are more than that. You are my sister—my soul sister! Ha-ha!

I can vividly recall how we used to write each other letters even though we were just a seat apart in the classroom, let alone the fact that we see each other every single day. It has been a favorite thing of mine to spend all my scented stationery just for you. Yes, you are worth the bother. That was fun! I have kept several hand-written letters of yours in my “memory box” (a box where I keep special trinkets and things given to me by very special people). I am glad that I’ve kept them though others might think that those are just pieces of trash. Those are my little treasures. Something I could still read during my graying years, wherein a letter written with an authentic penmanship might already be considered obsolete.

As I am writing this, I can’t help but smile. It’s truly awesome knowing that no matter what, somebody else besides my family, got my back—and that is you. Our friendship has been tested through fire. Your loyalty and love is proven and genuine. I so know in my heart.  :’)

Best friend, thank you for everything that you have done for me. You’ve been a source of my strength during the bleakest part of my life. When I was all alone and felt that nobody could ever love and accept me, you were there by my side, encouraging me to be strong and to move forward. When I was afraid, you calmed my fears with your kind and loving words, and assured me of a time when everything will turn out all right. You were correct, everything is starting to be okay again. I thank our Lord for using you as an instrument to keep my sanity in the midst of chaos.

I don’t know about other people, but I hope that they could also see the great treasure I see in you. You are a rare kind and I am so grateful for having blessed with a jewel like you in my life.

I am also excited to finally meet my future-male-best-friend-in-law. Ha-ha-ha! You know that clearly, don’t you? That time will come and I hope you would allow me to have a one-on-one conversation with him. Don’t worry, I would not do anything that would bring him harm. I’d just tell him that he’s one blessed guy to have a fabulous girl like you. Hey, I still feel that mysterious feeling when I had a dream about you and him being wed! Who could he really be? 🙂  Oh well, it’s not my business anymore. Ha-ha! Yet I am so sure that when God finally let you meet, it will be magical! ❤

I’m praying for more years of friendship with you… and to tell you honestly, you really are one source of my inspiration. You’re such a wonderful woman of noble character!

Twenty-one years of friendship—and counting!

I love you very much!

Your best friend / sister,