Let the light pierce through the darkness Close all old accounts, turn a new leaf Re-learn that old lesson of friendship Kill nor be killed, settle for lessening Amidst us of this fossilized hatred
Babsy
is my nickname
Perhaps that time has not come yet when our, Gods would listen to the beats in our hearts, peace and happiness spread their glow, perhaps we would have to force Mother Time?.
Almost A Year
YIKES!!!
A once addict blogger, went almost a year without updating her personal blog. Good one Babsy!
Lots of things happened that I wasn’t able to document. (sigh) It was one of the reason why I blog … to remember what have I done and to move forward learning from my day to day experience. When I read my posts years ago, I just couldn’t believe I could do some of the things I have done in the past … I guess, with a right mind-set, a person could change … to the extent that one could not recognize oneself from the past.
Let’s just leave it at that. I could not remember what happened to me days ago. So, I’ll start documenting again starting from what happened to me today (which inspired me to blog again).
I watched the movie 7lives and a scene from that movie caught my attention.
A widow asked a man to dig-up something from her backyard. When the man finally found a so-called treasure box, he thought it was filled with something of monetary value. However, when the widow opened the box, it was filled with pictures. Then the widow said, “Pictures … happy memories are the best treasure we could have.”
I don’t want to forget, though I often do. So, here’s for today:

Me and my kids are now living in an apartment. So the pic above shows tired me and on the background, my sleeping kids. Yeah, I am already tired from all the activities a single hands-on working Mom has to do and I still have to wash the dishes after this. AAARRGGHH!
Well, even though I am often tired with all the chores in here. I still do smile a lot. Like the usual scene after I cook something, I would serve the food and my kids would be the one deciding how to divide it. Example 6 eggs; 1 for Mommy (that’s me), 3 for Hannah and 2 for Hector. Of course, AN EGG will not be enough for the BIG ME, so when I attempt to get another egg, the two would be growling at me. If you are a Mom, I guess you could relate that however tired and hungry you are when you have a scene like this, you can’t do anything but smile
Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetuer adipiscing elit, sed diam nonummy nibh euismod tincidunt ut laoreet dolore magna aliquam erat volutpat. Ut wisi enim ad minim veniam, quis nostrud exerci tation ullamcorper suscipit lobortis nisl ut aliquip ex ea commodo consequat. Duis autem vel eum iriure dolor in hendrerit in vulputate velit esse molestie consequat, vel illum dolore eu feugiat nulla facilisis at vero eros et accumsan et iusto odio dignissim qui blandit praesent luptatum zzril delenit augue duis dolore te feugait nulla facilisi.