FLICKR: A sight to see

Finally Coming Home...

l     It has been almost a year since I've seen his face up close, the last time i did the face was sad with teary eyes. It was at the airport, the day he left for work abroad. That time I remember there were those kissing, some exchanging tight warm embraces before their love ones bids goodbye to work in some other country far from ours. I believe each of us were having the same feeling at that very moment, but of all the people there, we were the only ones with teary eyes. Probably because we know we will be million of miles apart from each other, and him not being able to see and be with his little boy for quite some time makes him even more teary eyed.

     To be apart from him was quite hard at the beginning, i guess even up to now i feel the same. Days, weeks, months have passed since that day. I have been living and taking care of our kid by myself, yes it's hard but that’s no big deal. What’s even bigger is the longingness i feel. I begin to miss everything about him, from what he usually do, his habbits, his irritating snores when he sleeps, his slight yabang at times, his sweetness, times when we go malling, times when i easilly get irritated with the things he does, wala na'kong mapagalitan. I miss him playing with our little man, even our son misses their ‘kilitian’ time. I even miss his appetite, and just him being here is what I miss the most. I guess i'm just used to with how we were before, having him here all the time, doing things and all with him, arguing and laughing with him. There were days when i feel a bit envy when I see a family, may it be at the mall, at my son's school, at the office, or just whenever i see one. I often have this thought in me that if only what we earned here would do then I definitely won't allow him to leave, then we could be the usual happy family like before, like the others. Though i didn't say that we're not a happy family now, we are and definitely we will be as always. It's just the 'not physically together', being apart, that's making the whole happy thing incomplete. 

 

     But with all of these, i feel relieved and even more excited with the thought that a couple of months from now hubby will finally have his vacation and at long last be coming home. Having him here again, and be with us even for just a month is more than enough and worth the wait. I’m just thankful, happy, contented and blessed with a responsible and loving hubby, a good father to our kid as well.

     Can’t wait...  

An exhausting way to end the day...

     Last night was one hell of a night. I still can't believe what we went through just to get home. It was damn exhausting!

     We left the office at 5, when we got to UN Avenue, we came upon flooded streets along Taft Avenue, and of course when theres flood in Manila expect traffic my dear. Short heavy rain, flood, immobilized traffic...it's a given already. But it was not just the ordinary traffic, it was extreme traffic. Public transport was literally at its worst that time, bumper to bumper, and "walang galawan" just what everybody clamors. Number of commuters started to build up, "lakad mode" na ang lahat just to find a ride home. With my officemate, me and son walked from UN Avenue to Quirino Avenue hoping na makasakay, but sadly and frustrated as we were, still we weren't able to. It's raining, my feet is soaked and wet already, my back is in pain, and the worst thing and really broke my heart is the fact that my little man is complaining from exhaustion, he was deeply irritated and weary. 

     Finally at Quirino Avenue, while waiting less patiently, the only jeepney to cubao came along kaya sumakay na kami even if it's out of our way. We just wanted to get the hell out of Taft Avenue that very moment, plus the fact that our feet was aching bad from a long walk that we just badly needed to have a sit. Huge volume of vehicles and commuters as well we're stranded along Taft Avenue, some patiently waiting and the others were obviously frustrated and irritated with the situation. Vehicles were still paralized, parang pagong kung umusad. The jeepney dropped us at Welcome Rotonda and the same scene awaits us. All bus, fx, taxi, and Jeepneys were full, commuters were on the streets already. It was almost 11 when we spotted a bust going to sm fairview, and it was 12 midnight that we were able to get home, finally.

      

      

EAT PRAY LOVE. A journey to self discovery.

     Just after lunch, and after i tucked my li'l man for a nap finally i have seen Eat Pray Love, watched it without any disturbance.  

     Eat Pray Love is a story about a  woman who literally seemed to have everything in life but still feels unhappy, having the feeling of not knowing what she want's in life. With that, she takes herself into a journey to self discovery across Italy, India, and Bali in search for pleasure, inner peace and balance, and to discover what it is that will finally complete her life.

     I enjoyed watching Eat Pray Love, got my mind filled with beautiful thoughts and inspiration about life. Another great movie to watch for those who haven't.

     By the way, i've listed down some of the interesting lines from the movie.

The only thing impossible in staying is leaving.

If you wanted to know how to be here, then stop constantly waiting for something.

The only thing permanent in life is family.

The sweetness of doing nothing.

Just let it be.

Bites'll go away, eventually everything goes away.

First rule in India, never touch anything but yourself.

So love me, So miss me, send me love like every time you think of me then drop it. It won't last forever, nothing does.

God dwells in you, as you.

(Rambutan) it's like orange made love to a plum.

We must take care of our family wherever we find them.

When you set out in the world to help yourself, sometimes you end up helping Tutti.

(Tutti - Italian word for everybody)

Sometimes to lose balance for love is part of living well in life. - Katut