I miss you, Pudrabels.

Excerpt: When An Article Spoke For You

This is exactly what I am feeling right now.
PS. Can we change the title, Ms. Kopp? It would be better if it's THE ONE HE WILL REGRET LOSING. ha ha :)

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How To Be The One He Regrets Losing

Juliette Kopp

Everyone’s eyes were on you. The way you held an audience with such ease was admirable. You were funny. Not that juvenile-one-liner funny either. You revealed a sincere sense of humor that even cracked up the old men at the next table over. Your personality was much too large for this foreign tavern; it barely contained your laughter directed at your own foolishness. It was to the point where it took everything in me to not stare and giggle aloud at your animated gestures from across the bar.  I was drawn in immediately. The way you carried on a conversation with a stranger you had just met, the way you leaned in close to make sure every ounce of your attention was focused on each person you spoke to.

I waited patiently for the split second when you were alone to move closer. The whiskey and smoked cola was supporting me in this audacious move, something very unlike my usual character. But I was far away from home…and, more evidently, far away from the person I was when I was there. I spent the rest of that night listening to your adventures. The very adventures which had somehow brought us together in this shady pub. You made every effort to make the ordinary appear as the utmost excitement. A habit I would later recognize as a defense tactic, to ensure you would always keep me guessing. Your enthusiasm for life was undeniable. I nodded my head along, unable to turn away from your captivating story telling. I had no chance. I was a believer. Of you. This place. That I’d see you again.

Our meeting was anything but forgettable. We were both in the midst of our own journeys abroad when we stumbled upon each other. We had unknowingly been deserting the same city back in the states. We laughed at the irony of planning our escapes from home…only to end up talking to the one person from the exact place we were running from. Perhaps it was this pure act of coincidence alone that made me respond to your persistence. The way you expected more from me even after we boarded a plane that would take us far away from our tryst overseas. As if our meeting was only a beginning of sorts. I didn’t believe in fate, but my skepticism alone didn’t mean it ceased to exist. Maybe I just hadn’t experienced it yet.

Your good intentions were obvious. The way you adjusted so seamlessly from our time away to our time in the real world.  You invited yourself into my life, blurring the lines between summer fling and lasting relations. My guard quickly dissipated as you made yourself a stable fixture in my little apartment. You dropped by after work and called me at night to check in. You acted interested in my daily musings and made a point to recognize how I was feeling at any given point in time. I met your parents two weeks in, barbecuing in the back yard as if we’d been together for ages.  My hesitance faded quickly, this was only further reinforcing what felt like a preface in the book of us. We would spend our Friday nights trying new recipes and splitting local beers we found in the back corners of obscure stores. We even woke up early to meander farmer’s markets before grabbing our usually bagel sandwiches. Coffee for you, tea for me. A routine was established, a sign of permanence in each others’ lives. It seemed.

I didn’t realize it at first, for this I will take the blame. I couldn’t pinpoint the moment in time when I felt off. When we felt off. But it was persistent, like a constant jab in the rib reminding me that out interactions were off kilter. A subtle, yet lingering, notion that something wasn’t fitting together as it should. You would make sly comments regarding your forever bachelorhood, and craft a quiet effort to look at other women when they passed us on the street. We had never held hands; there was no sign of affection when others were around. Yet you hung on to me so tightly when we were alone, a gesture that could so very easily be mistaken as love. But this could be excused, even overlooked, had I not been consciously aware of you purposely positioning yourself away from me in the outside world. I began to resent your fictitious story-tellings and the lengths you would go to in order to make others laugh. I soon realized you had been using them as an excuse for your actual shortcomings. Your instability. Your lack of commitment. Your need for attention from not one person, but all.

There were days you would mysteriously disappear and forget to mention any detail but you’d call the next morning to see where I was. I ignored my suspicion. I was working at all costs to avoid being labeled as that girl, the untrusting one, the one who questions and seeks answers, clarification. You’d comment offhandedly to make sure I felt it, too. Don’t you trust me? We don’t need a label to know we care for each other. You’d recall the great plans you had for us, all the things we would do. The road trips we would take, the next foreign city we would visit, the adventures we would plan. You used my desire for spontaneity and pinned it against me.  After all, you were only being spontaneous, I reassured myself, as you disappeared for another week. Again.

I had done this before. Yet, still, it was such a tedious balance between trying to clarify what you had intentionally made so vague, and pretending I could withstand your lack of commitment.  We were together, yes, but not in the way I wanted. There was no promise, no pledge of us as a pair. We were being held together by our makeshift routine, not any real desire to remain in each other’s company. You made me feel weak for wanting to tie you down, as if it was a flaw on my behalf.

The constant jab became unbearable.  I broke it down to you, piece by piece. We either abandoned this current skeleton of a relationship and made a meaningful decision to be together, or, I moved on, completely, and alone. Your silence told me everything I needed to hear. I left quickly enough for you to catch nothing but my shadow as I walked out.

You pursued me, determined to change my mind. You’d send silly articles I’d like or details of trips I wanted to take. Something, anything, for me to give you a second glance. In years prior I would have fallen for this ploy a billion times over. But, you sorely mistook my need for clear boundaries as a sign of desperate vulnerability. I had unapologetically grown to be confident of my worth. I refused to be an afterthought. Your persistence only pushed me further and further away.  It would have been so easy to fall back into your wooing ways. Even if I had turned around, it would have only been a matter of time before you sank back into your fraud of a man. It’s what you knew. Fleeting, short-lived impermanence. Your temporary lifestyle conflicted so greatly with my desire for stability.  I could never truly be with someone who viewed me as an option and only pleaded with me after I pulled away. I could never be with the one who saw my standards for a relationship as insignificant, misguided…irrelevant.

I did not want to be one you reconsidered. Nor did I want to be the one you consciously let go of. I wouldn’t want the chance to love someone so flippant, even if you begged me to try. I’d rather be the one you regretted losing, anyways. 

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I don't know what I'd lost.

I just believe that someday, life will naturally sort things out.

xx

Excerpt: An Open Letter To The Girl With A Broken Heart

An Open Letter To The Girl With A Broken Heart

MAY. 8, 2014 

By JAE LIN

You are an amazing person. You’re one of a kind. You’ve heard this from guys before, but there is really something about you. Some je ne sais quoi. And you have to own that.

There is no one else in this world like you. You are one of the best things someone could ever have. You have so much to offer, so much to give. You have a love that is just waiting for the right person, the right moment — that one that can make you feel unafraid…secure and safe, even when vulnerable. You deserve to be loved, to have your feelings respected. You deserve peace, and calm, and soundness of mind. You deserve to feel cared for. Mostly, you deserve someone who wouldn’t hurt you in any way, just like how you can never even begin to think about hurting them.

You don’t need to worry about anything. You don’t have to wonder if your significant other is cheating on you or lying to you because in a way, life naturally sorts everything out. If they decide to do those things to you, then you know they do not deserve you. You know there will be someone better despite the lies you tell yourself that maybe, he’s the best you can ever have. You have seven other billion people left. You just have to be strong enough to let go and to stand by what is best for you. Do not be anxious or insecure. The wrong ones will be weeded out by their own doing.

Do not think of heartbreak as misery, but as a blessing — a sign from fate, a heads up from the world. Be thankful that you found out soon enough and that you can start over again. I know it hurts, it will hurt, and you will feel like your world is crumbling down around you and your heart is in physical pain but you will get over that…just like you have before. And see, well, you’re still alive. You’re still here. You can still smile. You can feel pain. That’s good. You’re human.

You have to realize that forcing yourself to the wrong person is just keeping you away from the right one. You don’t deserve to cry. You don’t deserve to be curling in pain, yet you allow yourself to. Partly because you still think things could change, partly because you think who you’re with is the one you’re supposed to be with, and sometimes because you don’t know what else to hold on to. You’re lost. That’s okay. Take your first step. Now you’re going somewhere.

You have to accept that things will happen, and they are beyond your control. You control you and decide for you, not for anyone else. You have to accept that people will screw up and mess up no matter how many times you beg them not to. Their thoughts are different from yours. Accept that and know that a person who really loves you will continuously decide to not do anything that will hurt you. You don’t even have to worry about it.

Trust me — one day you’ll look back and smile because you know that one of the best things you’ve ever done was let go of someone who you thought you loved, someone who might have loved you at some point, too, but who in the end was never really right for you. 

Just A Thought. The Pre-Written Love Story

They met thru planning of a trek.

He likes her.

She likes him.

But he has a girlfriend.

She left him.

They met after several months.

He's now single.

He courted her.

They became official.

He transferred to her town.

They worked in the same place.

He proposed.

She said yes.

They got married.

-end-

Just A Thought: In Time

We've been seeing each other for a while now.

We've been talking on the phone almost every hour.

and we've been sharing dreams and plans for the future of each other. 

I like you and you said the same thing.

We can talk everything and anything.

You said we'll travel together.

We'll go to Batanes, London and Greece.

That's our dream.

You never said you love me though.

It's either "you're special" or "I blank you"

I understand or maybe I would like to understand it

even though I don't.

The mountain saw everything.

Pulag saw how I am so into you.

I conquered not just the mountain but also myself.

I gave in.

But for the past few weeks, I've been thinking if this is worth my time.

I asked for security.

But then you said, "in time".

Will it ever come?

feeling poet post for tonight. Fcuk.

xx

Life In Pixels: Exam Buddy ;)

coaching this guy for his civil service exam next week! hehe

Wanderlust: Bewilderment at Mt. Pulag

I've been wanting to visit and witness the famous sea of clouds at Mt. Pulag. I planned it several times for the past few years with my friends but it didn't push through. This year, 2014, I took no more excuses. Thank God, I met someone who shares the same passion with me.

Here are some snapshots from the trip!

Our Group

Glenn, Alex, Jhulz, moi, Jay

Stopped to take pictures!

Glenntot :)

...and after hours of walking, we finally reached the Camping Ground 2!!

on our way to Peak 3

Unfortunately, we didn't see the sea of clouds. But I am still thankful for the experience!



Until we meet again, Mt. Pulag! <3

Wanderlust: My 26th!!!

Advance celebration of my 26th birthday. Feeling so happy and blessed to spend it with my loves!

Just A Thought: Bakit?

Sa totoo lang, ayokong magtanong kung bakit. Kung bakit ka kinuha agad. All this time pinapatatag ko sarili ko. Pinipilit kong wag tanungin ang Diyos kung bakit ang aga namang bawiin ka samin. Ayoko sana syang kwestyunin. Pilit kong iniisip na may dahilan. Pero hindi ko na kayang hindi magtanong...

Anung dahilan?

Bakit ka kinuha agad?

Bakit ang aga?

Bakit ikaw pa?

Ano bang plano?

Ang daming nangyayare sa buhay ko ngayon, Di. At alam kong ikaw ang kaunaunahang matutuwa kung andito ka pa. Ikaw ang kaunaunahang magsasabi sa akin na "Ayos yan, Dang!"

Nagresign nko sa call center. Andito nko lagi sa Laguna ngayon. Alam ko ito ang gusto mo kahit hindi mo sinasabi skin dati.

Nag-apply na din ako sa DepEd. Balak ko na magturo. Ito ang pangarap mo skin, di ba? Actually pangarap ko din naman yan. Kaso natatakot ako dati eh. Feeling ko wala pa naman akong maibabahagi sa mga magiging estudyante ko.. Pero eto na.. Nag-file npo ako ng application.

Nagpapacertify na rin ako sa TESDA para sa NCII Certification para makapasok agad sa mga schools. Malapit na, Di...

Natuloy na din ang pagmamasteral ko. Namimiss kita. Sigurado akong kung andito ka pa, ikaw ang maghahatid skin kada papasok ako. Titiisin mo init ng araw maihatid lang ako sa Bus Station. At sympre, ikaw din ang kakaon sakin after school. Kahit gabing-gabi na. Namimiss ko umangkas sayo sa motor tuwing gabi.. Kada ihahatid mko. Yung amoy mo. Yung mga kwento mo. Yung mga tanong mo skin tungkol sa trabaho kahit alam ko na hindi naman un ang gusto mong trabaho para sakin. Mahal na mahal kita. Kahit kailan hindi mo ako pinressure. Hinayaan mo lang ako matuto sa sarili kong pagkakamali at makatuklas ng mga bagay mag-isa. Maraming salamat sa tiwala. Kada pauwi ako sa mula Manila naiisip kita. Naiiyak ako. Naiisip ko na sana andito ka pa. Na pag baba ko ng bus makikita kita na katabi ng motor, nag-iintay sakin.

Nga pala, Di... Nagttrabaho nko sa munisipyo ngayon. Isa to sa mga frustrations mo sa buhay dba? Ang bilis ng mga pangyayari.. Wala akong kilala ni isa sa kanila. Wala din namang nag-back up skin para makapasok ako sa city hall. Feeling ko kagagawan mo to eh. Nilakad mo to noh?

Sobrang miss na kita. Pero hindi ka naman na babalik eh. Yung thought lang na nasa laangit ka kasama si God, yun nlng ang nagpapalakas ng loob ko. Ikaw ang idolo ko, Di. Sana ang ibibigay ni Lord na mapapangasawa ko ay kagaya mo. Yun talaga lagi ang pinagdadasal ko. Kahawig ni Ryan Eigenmann, may takot sa Diyos at sympre gusto ko parang ikaw. Close to perfect. Kahit wag na yung unang category. Kahit yang second and last na lang. 

Mugto na mata ko. Wrong idea talaga tong pagpapatugtog ng "Butterfly Kisses" habang sumusulat sa'yo. Alam mo Di, umattend ako ng dalawang wedding last week. Hindi ko mapigilang maiyak dun sa dance with a father thing. Alam ko kase na hindi na yun mangyayari sa kasal ko. Wala na nga pla kong tatay na mag-sasayaw sa akin sa wedding day ko. Sabi ko pa naman dati, sa gabi bago ang kasal ko, sa gitna nyo ni mommy ako matutulog. Para for the last time, katabi ko ulit kayo matulog. Pero wala na.. Sa imagination ko nlng lahat yun matutupad...

Pakita ka naman sa panaginip ko, Di. Sobrang miss na kita... Mahal na mahal na mahal kita. Hindi ako magsasawang magpasalamat sa Diyos dahil pina-experience ka Nya samin. You're the best gift I've ever recieved.

Unti-unti nang natutupad ang pangarap ko, pangarap mo at plano sakin ni God. Ang weird at hindi ko maexplain pero ramdam kong He's working on my life. Parang lahat ng bagay na nagyayare, papunta dun.. Sana sa takdang araw, makita ulit kita. Hindi ka man makilala ng utak ko, alam kong ididikta ng puso ko na ikaw ang naging tatay ko sa lupa. Ipapaalala sakin ng puso ko kung gaano ka kaespesyal sakin. Sana dumating ang araw na maintindihan ko rin kung bakit ang aga mong nawala.. Pero kakapit ako sa plano ng Diyos para sating lahat. Sabi ko nga dati, hindi ko na tatanungin kung bakit nangyare. Pero sana tulungan Nya ko para maintindihan ko ang dahilan. Kase ngayon, pagkatapos ng kulang kulang limang buwan, hindi ko pa rin naiintindihan kung bakit ka kinuha agad..

:'(

Musing: 015

LOVE HARDER.

@sarah_meier

Just A Thought: Mom's Birthday

If ever you'll come across my blog, I just want you to know that I love you and I adore you so much.

The way you deal with life is remarkable.

All those times you have an answer for all of our questions are appreciated.

For all these years that you've been a very good provider of all our needs.

I love you and I am sorry for all my shortcomings. :)

xx 

Just A Thought: August ONE

~an open letter~

:)

Hi, Dad.

It's August! Mom's birth month and we miss you!! Anyway, I hope you saw my huge smile earlier when I checked my mail.

Okay. I know it's kinda oa since Admission Test pa lang yan but what the heck! UP DILIMAN SAYS I AM QUALIFIED. hahaha! Remember last May 24 when I passed my application for this? Tayo yung magkatext! :)

I miss your encouraging words, dad. This one is for you.

Love,
Your Panganay <3

Musing: 009

You cannot save people, you can only love them.

~Anais Nin~

Just A Thought: My Anchor.

Anchor
My comfort.
My defense.
My foothold.
My pillar.

Father's Day
A day I lost my bubble.
A day I lost my reason.
A day I won't be excited anymore.
A day I lost you, my anchor.

40 days.
40 days of accepting.
40 days of understanding.
40 days of wanting.
Wanting to celebrate another Father's Day.

I miss you and I love you, Dad. For ever and ever.

xx

Just A Thought: To the guy I loved the most.

Sa taong taga-hatid sa akin sa lahat ng lakad ko.

Sa taong mag-tetext kung nasa office na ba ako or kung nakaupo ba ako sa bus.

Yung nag-aalala pag hindi ako nakapagtext kung nakarating ba ako ng Manila ng maayos.

Yung nagpapaalalang uminom ako ng gamot or umuwi na lang ng Laguna pag may sakit ako.

Yung taong ni isang beses hindi ko narinig magreklamo kung bakit ako nasa call center at hindi ako nagtuturo.

Yung tatay na wala mang trabaho, never naging pabigat sa amin.

Yung tatay na walang bisyo.

Hindi nagiinom, hindi naninigarilyo, hindi nagsusugal at hindi nang-chix.

Yung tatay na pinipilit kami magsimba.

Yung tatay na kahit 25 years old na ako eh nakakatanggap pa rin ako ng sulat ni Santa Claus.

Ngayon, kami na lang apat nila mommy.

Gumigising kami sa umaga na hindi na naaamoy ang niluluto mong sinangag, tuyo at itlog.

Araw-araw, kada gigising ako, ikaw ang naaalala ko.

Sobrang miss na kita.

Lahat ng banat mo, lahat ng patawa mo at lahat ng turo mo sa amin.

Miss ka na nang lahat ng tao dito satin.

Pero siguro nga hanggang doon na lang.

Siguro nga nagawa mo na ang purpose mo dito sa lupa kaya binawi ka na Nya.

Sabi nga nung pari, sya pa nga na pari, alam nya at sigurado sya kung saan ka pupunta.

Kaya wag na daw kami mag-isip..

I am still thankful.

Nakasama kita ng 25years.

Bihira ang magkaroon ng tatay na katulad mo.

Masakit.

Pero kakayanin namin, di.

Pinalaki mo kaming matatag.

Siguro bored na ang mga anghel sa langit kaya kinuha ka na nila.

Magpaka-bibo ka sa langit, ha?

Sana magkita tayo jan.

Ayoko nang kwestyunin si God.

Pero sana tulungan Nya akong maintindihan kung bakit ito nangyare.

I mean, bakit ngayon.

Sobrang miss na kita.

Pero itinatatak ko sa isip ko na nasa magandang lugar ka na.

Na kasama mo na ang lumikha sa atin.

Life is the greatest gift that God has given us.

Death is only a bridge towards eternal life with God.

Certainly, heaven is rejoicing-

for another soul has finally reached his true home.

And I know-

Heaven, surely, is a beautiful place.

Mahal na mahal kita, di.

Maraming maraming maraming salamat.

Sorry. Emo nanaman ang panganay mo.

Miss lang kita.

xx

Just A Thought: Aftermath

"Days and nights had become indistinguishable.

The comforting patterns of life had shattered once and for all.

But the world doesn't end.

Even if anything can happen anytime.

What goes wrong is no one's fault.

We accept God's will even if it is so hard to fathom."

- Mom, 18 days after my father passed away

Burying my father was painful but the feeling of adoration is greater. I salute him for being him.

We're moving on. I can't say we're really okay in a true sense of the word because we miss him. But we just really have to move on and I know that's what dad would prefer us to do.

Just A Thought: Daddy.

June 16, 2013 - Father's Day

10:25 AM - I texted my Dad: "Di, happy father's day! Mag-jalibi kayo? Pagbalik ko nlng. Labyu! :)" ...no response. Usually naman nagrereply skin si Daddy especially sa mga gantong pagkakataon... but he didn't. I was thinking, baka nagsisimba pa... My dad never failed to attend the Holy Eucharist every Sunday with my mom.

- before I finish my shift, I checked my Facebook account and clicked the God Wants You To Know app. It says...

...ni hindi sumagi sa isip ko na may iba pa plang meaning to.

3:00 PM - went to Edsa Shrine to attend the Holy Mass with my colleague. I turned off my phone and listened to my favorite priest, Fr. Dave Concepcion. Sabi sa homilya ni father, wala daw perpektong tatay and I was like, "eh bakit si daddy, perfect?" 

Right after the homily, I turned on my phone. Nagdatingan na ang mga text ni Mommy, kapatid ko, pinsan ko, bbm ni Kathy, text tweet at fb post ni Ma-Ann. I was asking them, "anyare???" pero walang nagrereply. Sabi lng ni Kathy sa bbm, "tawag ka nga sa bahay nyo neng. nalilito ako eh." Tinext ko sila mommy pati pinsan ko kung saang hospital ako didiretso. Sabi ni mommy, "Dito na sa bahay." Kinabahan nko. Bakit sa bahay? Pag naoospital si daddy, kulang kulang isang linggo kami nsa ospital. Kung nsa ospital lang si daddy, eh di sana ang text skin ni Ma-Ann, "Ne, nsa ospital daw daddy mo. Nasaan ka?" pero hindi eh. Ang text lang ni Ma-Ann, "Uy. Kamusta? I heard." "Daddy mo?" "Nasaan ka? Tumawag ka na ba sa inyo?" "Ingat ne. Kita tayo mamaya." ---and I was thinking, bakit tayo magkikita mamaya? Hindi pa off nitong si Ma-Ann.

Hindi ko na natapos ang misa. Pero nung palabas nko ng simbahan, bumalik ako para tumanggap ng Holy Communion. On my way to Laguna, walang nagtetext skin.. Iyak nko ng iyak sa bus. I was praying na sana mali ang nsa isip ko but I was also praying na kung ano ang gustong mangyari ni God, mangyari nlng.

5:45 - sinundo ako ng pinsan ko sa likod ng simbahan. Nung nakita ko si Bing, ang tanong ko agad, "Si Daddy?" hindi nya ko sinagot. Sabi ko sa sarili ko, iba na to. Tahimik lang kami pareho. Nung malapit na sa bahay, sabi ni Bing, "Dang, yung daddy mo..." tas umiyak na sya. Gets ko na. Wala na si Daddy. Kinuha sya ni Lord ngayong Father's Day.

Pagdating ko sa bahay, may tolda na. Ganto din nadatnan ko sa bahay nung nawala ang lola kong si Nanay Joving at ang Yayoy namin na si Kuya Itok. Kinalma ko sarili ko. Alam kong madadatnan ko si mommy. Hindi kami dapat mag-sabay. Pagbaba ko ng sasakyan, sinalubong ako ni mommy. humahagulgol habang sinasabi na "Wala na ang daddy mo."

....sa isang iglap, wala nkong daddy. Pero nagpapasalamat ako sa Diyos. Sya ang best blessing na natanggap ko. Salamat sa siyam na libo dalawang daan apatnapu't pitong araw na nakasama ko sya. Magiging matatag ako. May isa pang blessing si God -si Mommy.

Mahal na mahal kita, di. Sana makahanap ako ng lalaking kagaya mo.

Excerpt: Mother Teresa Quotes

"A life not lived for others is not a life."

"Each one of them is Jesus in disguise."

"God doesn't require us to succeed; He only requires that you try."

"I alone cannot change the world, but I can cast a stone across the waters to create many ripples."

"I am not sure exactly what heaven will be like, but I know that when we die and it comes time for God to judge us, he will not ask, 'How many good things have you done in your life?' rather he will ask, 'How much love did you put into what you did?'"

"I can do things you cannot, you can do things I cannot; together we can do great things."

"I know God won't give me anything I can't handle. I just wish He didn't trust me so much."

"If we have no peace, it is because we have forgotten that we belong to each other.

"If we pray, we will believe; If we believe, we will love; If we love, we will serve."

"If you are humble nothing will touch you, neither praise nor disgrace, because you know what you are."

"If you judge people, you have no time to love them."

"I'm a little pencil in the hand of a writing God, who is sending a love letter to the world."

"Kind words can be short and easy to speak, but their echoes are truly endless."

"Life is an opportunity, benefit from it.
"Life is beauty, admire it. Life is a dream, realize it. Life is a challenge, meet it. Life is a duty, complete it. Life is a game, play it. Life is a promise, fulfill it. Life is sorrow, overcome it. Life is a song, sing it. Life is a struggle, accept it. Life is a tragedy, confront it. Life is an adventure, dare it. Life is luck, make it. Life is too precious, do not destroy it. Life is life, fight for it."

"Live simply so others may simply live."

"Peace begins with a smile."

"The good you do today may be forgotten tomorrow. Do good anyway."

"What can you do to promote world peace? Go home and love your family."

"When you don't have anything, then you have everything."

"Yesterday is gone. Tomorrow has not yet come. We have only today. Let us begin."

"Being unwanted, unloved, uncared for, forgotten by everybody, I think that is a much greater hunger, a much greater poverty than the person who has nothing to eat."

"Do not think that love in order to be genuine has to be extraordinary. What we need is to love without getting tired. Be faithful in small things because it is in them that your strength lies."

"I have found the paradox, that if you love until it hurts, there can be no more hurt, only more love."

"If you can't feed a hundred people, then just feed one."

"It is a kingly act to assist the fallen."

"Joy is a net of love by which you can catch souls. A joyful heart is the inevitable result of a heart burning with love."

"Let no one ever come to you without leaving better and happier. Be the living expression of God's kindness: kindness in your face, kindness in your eyes, kindness in your smile."

"Love is a fruit in season at all times, and within reach of every hand."

"One of the greatest diseases is to be nobody to anybody."

"We cannot do great things on this Earth, only small things with great love."

http://voices.yahoo.com/my-top-30-favorite-mother-teresa-quotes-6666330.html

Just A Thought: I Miss.

Dear Beach,
                       You have no idea how much you make me happy. I love you, I miss you and I want to be with you. You take away all my sadness. You are giving hope in some ways. You're my favorite creation of God. I can talk to you whenever. I know it's crazy but I think you're answering me back. How on earth can you do that? I know this is a fallen earth. But why do I see heaven in you? God is just so generous when He created you. You always reminds me of His love. I will love you forever and ever.

PS.  You humble me.

♥jindra

Just A Thought: His Song - now finished. :)

THAT moment when you woke up in the middle of the night and you decided to finish a song that was written for you by a guy you met in highschool -2003. :)

Hey...
I know you're far.
I know we haven't met.
But this feeling is so surreal.
Like I already know you so well. 

Life is different when we talk.
Its like a fairy tale I didn't know.
Can't even imagine when you're gone.
Pls don't go my lovely one. 

Coz...
Your face is an image of a living statue.Your sweet tender smile is full of memories.And I hope you will..Always be a part of me.. 

I didn't realize it will be this fun.
Loving you from afar.
Didn't even know this is possible.
Oh yes, I think I love you way before. 

Life is different when we talk.
Its like a fairy tale I didn't know.
Can't even imagine when you're gone.
Pls don't go my lovely one. 

Coz...
Your face is an image of a living statue.
Your sweet tender smile is full of memories.
And I hope you will..
Always be a part of me..
Yes, I hope you will...
Always be a part of me...
Always be a part of me...