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There are a few things that can switch my mood from sulky to happy, a.k.a the things I like. One would be the morning sun and how it warms both my heart and my skin. I love how it gives me the feeling of a new beginning. A clean slate. It's Lamentations 3:22-23 presented artistically right in front of my eyes, and oh man, I won't have it any other way. A genuine conversation can do the trick, too. I mean, I know if it's just one of those canned interchanges of predictable questions and shallow answers. While this is convenient and can save us from awkward situations, the truth is, a real and strong human connection doesn't grow out of mere small talk. Right? It has to move a little deeper than that. Those who care enough to stay, listen, and offer a certain level of vulnerability get the real deal.  And it makes me happy every time I get one. And then, the sea. As a kid, the first magical creature I managed to draw was a mermaid. But I love the sea and the sound that it...

In 10 years, I'll be 34, and I have two possibilities in mind as to where I'd like myself to be. One. I'd like to be in a spacious home with white walls and windows adorned with white lace curtains. It's morning, and the entire house is filled with calming sunlight. I specifically love the kitchen because I spent hours studying and cooking, trying to come up with the best dishes for my kids and the love of my life (yaaaz). Though a hands-on mom, I have my own "art space" where I do all things creative. I am a blogger, illustrator, and occasionally, a motivational speaker for women. In the living room, we keep this black Yamaha grand piano. It'll be a family "tradition" to gather in the evening, pray together, and sing some worship songs before going to bed. I'm sure I'll be playing the acoustic guitar. But then, if not... Two. I'd like to be in my own home, enjoying a cup of hot chocolate while reading a really good book. It's Sat...

May mga araw na minsan iniisip ko kung totoo bang nangyari ang lahat nang 'yon. Ang mga tawang itinawa. Ang mga kuwento. Ang sabay na pagtingala sa langit na puno ng mga bituin. Ang mga kantang inawit. Ang lamig ng hangin. Ang mga lugar na pinuntahan. Ang mga emosyong naramdaman. Kung gaano kabilis dumating, ganoon din kabilis nawala. Mabilis, pero dahan-dahan. Parang natutunaw na yelo o nauupos na kandila. Hindi ko matanggal sa isipan ko ang mga alaalang inukit niya. Ilang buwan na ang nakalipas ngunit ramdam pa rin sa puso ang sakit na parang kahapon lang ito nangyari. Hindi madaling kalimutan ang lahat. Hindi madaling ibalik ang tiwala. Hindi madaling magpatawad. Pero kung may karapat dapat ipaglaban sa mundong ito, 'yun ay pag-ibig. Kaya parati itong pipiliin. Alam kong sa pagdaan ng panahon, kasabay ng paulit-ulit na 'pagsuko nito sa Kanya na kontrolado ang mga bagay na hindi ko kontrolado, makakaraos din tayo. Gagaling din 'tong mga sugat. Umiiyak pa rin paminsan-...