The dark clouds could no longer hold its weight and gave in pouring rain and thunder.
Good day everyone. At some point in our lives we are like the clouds containing our pain and have no recourse but to howl and cry when they become too heavy. Like rain and thunder, the stormy spates in our life will also pass. As the sun dries the rain, a new life begins just as the tears drain our pain we are born again.
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Having been through some tough times in my life, I remember talking to a friend and related that maybe, had I been insensitive and uncaring, it would have made a difference in my life now to which my friend replied, "You can never be what You have never been." My friend was right, however strong the influence of the people in our lives, our better values will dominate and deter us from regressing.
Have a great weekend everyone. There are times in life that we feel we are backsliding; worry not because our good values will uplift and lead us to the right path. I was amazed how three-year-old twin Christian and Steven remember the places where I used to take them seven months ago when I last visited them.
After fetching them from the nursery school this afternoon, we went to buy ice cream. And as we walked out of the supermarket, Steven hold my hand pulling me to the bench where we used to sit while having our ice cream. Very clever boy, he was only two years old when we frequent that place. Windy and cold, we could not stop on the bench to have our ice cream so we went on walking. Upon reaching a curb close to the municipal hall, some meters away from their place, the twin stopped and pointed to the bench at a corner. It was the spot where I took them to play during sunny afternoon. Steven did not budge this time. He stopped and stubbornly said we eat ice cream here. I have to carry hiim so we could go home. Gail, their mom, related that one time, the boys were nagging her to go the church, opposite the muncipal hall, where I also took them. Clever boys, at their young age, they have retentive memories. I hope they continue to have keen memories. People nowadays are either of short memory or of no memories at all. Some deliberately forget events, especially those that have negative effects to others while there are those who play forgetful as an excuse. Tanging ilog na namamaybay
Sa ating bayan ng Calapan Yamang tubig, nagbibigay buhay Daloy nitoy nagsisilbing gabay. Isda ay hitik sa rami Sa bingwit mo ay kakapit Linaw ng tubig ’yong salamin Simoy ng hangin nanamnamin. Nguni’t pagdaan ng panahon Ilog ay tila nalipasan Nang pagtingin at kalinga Silbi’t yaman, nangawala. Maburak at masukal Tubig di na masillayan, Basura’y lulutang-lutang Samyo’y hangin na kay sangsang. Bungad dating siyang daan Tungo sa dagat ng kalawaan Naging makipot , hirap maraanan Dahil sa burak bangka’y di maisagwan. Sa kabilang dako, noo’y pipisikan Ngayo’y hawan, naging tirahan Kadlua’t pugad ng yamang tubig Naisang tabi, silbi’y nakalimutan. Nawa’y muling bigyang buhay Ilog Ipa ay pagyamanin Lamang ilog, daloy ng tubig Sariwang simoy, manumbalik. Taong bayan sana’y turuan Pagmamahal sa kalikasan Pagtataguyod ng likas-yaman, Obligasyon ng sambayanan. |
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