One Sunday

I attended mass early morning today. After hearing mass, I went home stayed until dusk. My friend and I went to market. She cooked pork nilaga and lechon kawali. After 10 pm today we’ve decided to go to UST church which is just our nearby. But before leaving we figured out it must be too late for the church to be open in the wee hour so we’ve decided finally for Quiapo church since it’s her praying haven din. We prayed silently. In the middle of silence I saw many people, some sitting on the bench, some kneel walking towards the church, some with pairs, some all by themselves. I saw some almost sleeping and some had fallen asleep, and some were crying. I felt so much emotion with so many people, my thoughts were running, asking many questions. Are these people prayed the same thing as mine? Are they saying thank you for their blessings they’ve got for the day? Are they saying sorry for the wrongs they’ve done? Are they asking guidance for their family and friends? Are they also saying “pakipukpok naman po ng ulo ko para matauhan ako?” I wondered a lot of thoughts with the many faces I’ve seen especially those who are crying. Why are they crying? Are they having trouble as grand as mine? - But at the end, all I just could say was to bless them and guide them, the same way as mine – or even more! I thank you Lord for all of it!

Happy Sunday! (After all we can be happy even just on a Sunday!)

it is pain, it is pain

Headache would never be easy to handle especially when it’s too much.

An sakit.

Nakakahilo.

Nakakasuka.

Nakakamatay.

Today

I've got my first taste of durian today.

It smells awful, but tastes not bad.

It's a Start of Something New

I have been following many blogs from here and out. And I will be starting my own now, yeyey.