A lot of people's definition of success is either having a lot of money in the bank or being a top executive in some corporate office or travelling one country after the other but I realized that is not the case for me.
Being a faithful wife and a loving mother have always been my definitions of success. I don't need to swim in money or boss people around just so I can feel that I am successful. Yes, I understand that we all need money in this day and age and I will be a hypocrite if I say that it doesn't bother me at all that I am struggling with my finances but at the same time, you cannot totally convince me that a rich person who lives in a mansion, driving a sports car is successful.
It might come off as old school to a lot of people, my definition of success, especially to those "independent women" Ne-Yo's been singing about but at the end of the day, those are the things that are important to me. Not a fancy house or tea parties with the queen but I will be grateful if I will be blessed with material wealth because I admit, I want to live a comfortable life with my husband when we get old and I want my children to experience that kind of life too. Hihi. I just believe in a different kind of success and would want that to be reflected with the way I live my life.
Sunday, April 13, 2014
After a long, long, loooooooooong time, I stepped foot in a church - okay, chapel - again. I was kinda reluctant to go at first because I didn’t want to feel like I needed to go just because something’s up (Palm Sunday) but I’m glad I did.
I was on the verge of tears the whole time and I almost cried while listening to the (funny) priest’s homily. He talked about the 3 kinds of suffering (physical, mental/psychological and spiritual) and how these shouldn’t be taken negatively because of the positive effects God meant for them to have in our lives. So timely for me. I might just be burdening myself with a lot of my sufferings - which are mostly mental/psychological - but it helped me handle them a bit better.
What I loved most in the entirety of the mass was this one line: Passion of Christ, give me strength. I needed strength and while there are some people who believe in me and what I can do, I still needed that last push to do what I have to do and I believe that this is it.
It’s been a long while since something hit me this hard and I’m glad that God is the one who hit me. I am a Universe girl, yes, but ultimately, God is my source of unending strength and my faith in Him will never wager ‘cause I know He has given/will be giving me everything I need to make it in this journey.
Saturday, April 12, 2014
I've been preparing for this for a long time now and I am jumping in in a few days. Hope this turns out really well. I've always wanted this.
Universe, just a little more, please...
Universe, just a little more, please...
Friday, April 11, 2014
Thursday, April 10, 2014
So I saw this new product from Pancake House and immediately wanted to try it. I first saw the Nutella-banana-bacon-toast dish in this specific spot, too, and wanted to try it right away so when I saw this, I wanted to try it, too.
A lot of
- Getting hired for a job I never thought I would do but might be my calling.
- The news regarding Brianna that went along with it.
- Tita Susan's adobo and fried tinapa wraps, which I totally missed.
- Tatay's e-mail.
- Talking with Ate.
- The Declaros' spicy ginataang sigarilyas.
- Brianna, watching Frozen with the Declaro kids.
- J&J freebies c/o Angel.
- Spending the entire day with my loves.
So thankful for all the blessings I've received!
Wednesday, April 9, 2014
I know I'm moooooooonths late on joining the Frozen bandwagon and I'm very sorry, Brianna, I've failed you (LOL not really) but this song...it's definitely written for me! Yes, I am a 15-year-old spoiled little snob who thinks EVERYTHING is about her trapped in a 20-something single mom's body.
But seriously, whenever this song comes on - which in this household is a LOT, thanks to Brianna - I shut down and think of all the things I will achieve this year if I just let go of the thought that I am not good enough and that I am a failure. After that, I get all determined and focused and stuff. It's like my anthem of sorts.
"It's time to see what I can do, to test the limits and break through. No right, no wrong; no rules for me, I'm free!"