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RUPTURED BRAIN ANEURYSM: Living with a Broken Brain

RUPTURED BRAIN ANEURYSM: Living with a Broken Brain. A unique insight into the fragility of the extraordinary human brain. A true st...

Sunday, May 12, 2013

A Note by a Ruptured Brain Aneurysm Survivor

A Note by a Ruptured Brain Aneurysm Survivor

How time flies! Who would have thought that it's been almost two years since I wrote this note on my Facebook Notes. 

Please read on:

I find brain aneurysm almost unique in its ability to strike like lightning, without rhyme or reason, and too often without mercy.

When the cerebral artery bursts and causes brain hemorrhage, sudden death can result. The mortality rate following a rupture is about 40 percent, and another 25 percent die from complications.

For those whose precious lives are snuffed out in a brief moment, and whose loved ones' lives are dramatically altered forever by the same event, there seems to be no justice that I can comprehend. For those fortunate enough to survive the rupture, a battle begins for the amount and quality of life that can be recaptured.

Your doctors and nurses are only one part of your armor. The key to your victory, your healing, is your will not only to survive, but to conquer.

Mental positivity and, for some, spirituality, along with a focus on personal health and well being -not smoking, a nutritious diet, lots of sunlight, and a regular exercise program, and a strong social support network like relatives or friends in a social circle, are all critical.

Do not be burdened by statistics. Every battle is unique and, if fought well, won.

I am presently recuperating from my operation and I am glad about the progress I am making. My left eye still had no vision. I still could not walk. But my doctors assured me that I will be back to my normal self in 6 months to 1 year, not 100% though. But within that time, I will have my eyesight back and I can walk already.

The doctors said that I was very very lucky. I escaped death by a hairline. My aneurysm ruptured last January 18, 2011. I never knew that I had aneurysm until that fateful night, when I lost consciousness inside the toilet. My left eye hit the toilet sink. And I must have accidentally bumped into and spilled the pail of hot water that I was supposed to use, resulting to a huge 2nd degree burn on my left thigh.

When I regained consciousness I tried calling for help from our house boy downstairs, but he did not respond to my cry for help. Maybe you can call it a miracle. I was able to walk from the toilet towards my room and made it to my bed. I had the worst headache ever and I kept on vomiting.

I then texted my cousins since I don't have my parents with me anymore, they're both dead and I was living all alone. But my cousin said he couldn't contact his driver. So I was bought to the hospital only the following day by another cousin. Lucky me! According to statistics, 1/3 of those who had a ruptured aneurysm died within 3 hours.

A CT Scan was performed and a lot more medical procedures were done. Then I was brought via emergency ambulance to UST Hospital - a long eight (8) hour-drive from my province. If it is a regular bus, it would take us twelve(12) hours. Thanks to the ambulance drivers who took turn on the wheel and skillfully brought me just in time to UST Hospital. And to the doctor and nurse, my kuya Bernie and my alalay who accompanied me inside the ambulance- a hug and a thank you for never leaving my side.

A brain aneurysm coiling operation was performed by two (2) neuro-surgeons, assisted by one (1) cardiologist, one (1) anesthesiologist and several nurses, last January 22, 2011 at UST Hospital.

Since coming home to our townhouse in Manila on February 4, 2011, I kept on going back to my doctors for check up and I was not allowed to go back home to my home in the province just yet. I hope to be back home soon and lead a normal life.

Taking a bath is a bliss. Yes, the simple showers or tabo (dipper) bath that we all take for granted is heaven to me because I've been leading a life with bed baths for the last four months. I used bed pans to wewe (urinate) or popo (defecate). I miss how our toilet looks like.

So the next time you find yourself so discontented and sad on how you were leading your life-count your blessings and thank God for all the wonderful things you freely do. Not everybody could enjoy these simple things.

Sitting for an hour or so makes me cry. It is back breaking for me to be sitting for an hour. I need to lie down and rest. See, back then, I never thanked God for my capacity to sit. And I do that a lot before!

I wish for you to please keep on praying for my total and complete recovery. Some of you may not understand how hard it is for me, some even find my situation a so so case, and deleted me on their friend's list. Maybe they have their reasons, whatever it is, I would never know 'coz they did not bother to explain the reason why.

Yes, a lot of people are selfish, but I won't cry over them, after all I am a survivor. God gave me my consciousness back, so there is still a reason why I keep on breathing. I still have a purpose to fulfill. A life is still waiting for me.

No matter how hard I must struggle I know I can make it. After all the greatest being is there backing me up. He doesn't want to see me broken, he wants me to fight and live my life again.


Wednesday, February 20, 2013



I was so shielded growing up. Like God, my parents did a good job in protecting me from all the shams and drudgery of this world. 

Two years ago, way back in 2011,  I had a ruptured brain aneurysm operation. The coiling and stent had saved my life.  Though I started blogging in 2009, it was only in late 2011 that I joined the blogging community in the Metro and started attending events only in 2012.  It is funny to know that some bloggers hated me simply because I always share my medical condition. I actually felt I needed to share it with everyone so that if they have the symptoms they could have early detection and treatment the soonest possible time. Yes! I wanted to save lives.

I was not aware of the politics of blogging when I joined events in 2012 because I always thought that everyone has a good heart. Yes, I was so naive. During my travels in the past be it in the Philippines, Malaysia, Thailand, Hong Kong, Macau or even China, I met and became friends with different people with different nationalities but all of them are kind. 

Maybe you can imagine my bewilderment when I learned that in the world of blogging it was a 360 degrees turn from the character of the people I met in the past.

In 2012, I had a roller coaster ride in the world of bloggers. I was victimized by nasty rumors, orchestrated by ill-hearted individuals who had master the art of ruining other people's character behind their backs. They created rumors beyond every man's wildest imaginations. I now know how it is to be like a movie star. Funny as it is, because I don't earn anything from blogging unlike those TV and movie personalities. I merely share my do it yourself travels in the past out of passion and not for any material or worldly possessions though I must admit I appreciate the free meals and free goodies, who wouldn't?

Maybe they had thought they were successful in tarnishing other people's name even if the person they victimize is innocent. But the good thing is, not everyone believe their lies. Though there are a number of people who were easily swayed by those unkind individuals. There are those better beings who don't get easily swayed by rumors and lies. Ika nga, "Ang maniwala sa sabi-sabi ay walang bait sa sarili." English Translation: He who believes in rumors does not have a mind of his own. Meaning: Don’t believe everything you hear. 

Like for example rumor #1 -- I was never a violent person, and it is so funny to learn that those ill-hearted individuals painted me as a violent ala Rambo individual, with no good manners and right conduct. Maybe they wanted some action. So they concocted a scene. In the story they painted me as a mighty action star. It was so funny because as a ruptured brain aneurysm survivor I am not in any way capable of doing any action scene, because I was undergoing therapy last last year and do not have the capacity to be an action star. Somehow, what is good about the story is that I became a strong action star the bad side? They make it appear that I snap the neck of someone. Ha ha ha!  

I may not be classified as a good writer but somehow my readers appreciate my write-ups. For that alone, I am very very grateful. Thank you to all of you, my dear readers for always sending messages and for appreciating my photos.

Whatever they hurled on you, it hit God directly like the drawing above, so always remember, it is not you who sinned against God, but those ill hearted individuals, sinasaktan nila directly si God. God is the first one who gets hurt, if somebody tried to hurt you. Maybe, they don't realize it, but as they speak ill of you, God can hear them and will find the response to an insult hurled at you. Karma is God's answer. So don't fret. God is your shield.

Remember, God is always there to protect us, so be not afraid, do good and stay good.

Monday, January 28, 2013


Yes, everyone. Let's practice gratitude. According to the Law of Attraction, what you focus on grows, so focus on what you want more of in your life. 

Why don't  you and I keep a “gratitude list” in which we could jot down and express what we’re grateful for. 

  1.  We should thank the Lord for the sunlight.
  2.  We should thank the Lord for the air.
  3.  We should thank the Lord for the clouds.
  4.  We should thank the Lord for the food on our table everyday. 
  5.  We should thank the Lord for the roof on our head. 
  6.  We should thank the Lord for the breath of life every single day of our lives.
  7. We should thank the Lord for the people who instead of listening to rumor mongers still give us a chance to prove our worth. 
  8. We should thank the Lord for the kindness that other people showered us with.
The more we do a certain thing, the more we’ll get what we want and the happier we will feel. 

You see, when we can appreciate the little things, we find riches and abundance everywhere we look. Above all else, be grateful for your ability to choose for more than anything, happiness is a choice. As Abraham Lincoln once said, “We are as happy as we make up our minds to be.


Saturday, January 5, 2013



Successful people are happier and healthier. Really now, what makes them tick? A lot of us wanted to be successful in life. Are you sure you're on the right track? Here is a success Indicator Chart by MaryEllen Tribby, rate yourself.

How do you classify yourself? Which column do you belong? Unsuccessful?  It is never too late to be successful. Correct yourself. No one could help you but you. It is the New Year, give it your all to transfer from the unsuccessful column to the successful one.  The heck to all who pull you down, strive hard to be happy, transform to a greater you. Good luck! Yes, you can make it. Be happy!

Saturday, December 29, 2012

Let's Count our Blessings.

Let's Count our Blessings.

Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year everyone!

Have you had this experience, when you are driving to work and there is so much traffic. Why? Because there was an accident on the road, oftentimes even though the car wrecks were already moved to the sidelines there's still traffic, why? It is because the people who are passing by are slowing down to check on what is wrong. Often times our attention are drawn to what is bad. We are focused on the problem and not the goodness

In 2013, come join me in trying to focus on what is cool in our lives. Like the wonderful sunrise and sunset on the other side of the road perhaps?

Can we learn together to count our blessings?

90% of our lives are grace. Thank God.

If you can breathe without impediment and you don't find any difficulty breathing, then thank God. You are blessed! 

If you can stand or sit down on your own and without any pain, then be thankful because a lot of people can't even sit down nor stand up like those stroke patients in the hospital, those who are bedridden and those who doesn't have enough strength to even sit down. I've been in that situation last year when I can't even sit nor stand on my own. The pain on my lower back is excruciating. 

Can you stick out your tongue? That's a blessing! My cousin suffered a stroke and can't even stick out his tongue nor utter even a single word. He can't even move his right arm or leg.

If you can eat without any difficulty then be thankful! I can't eat on my own for a while last year, because my right hand won't move up. I had physical therapy and rehabilitation. Now I can eat with my right hand but I still have physical pain yeah, you read it right, I suffer from numbness and aching all over my right arm. My dslr camera was broken because the camera slipped out from my numb right hand. But I am thankful to God, because I can use my right hand to eat now, despite the pain. I know that God is healing me now in the ocean of grace, love and mercy, I am hoping and praying that soon I'll be 100% again.

In 2012, it pains me to know that some people who are ugly-hearted orchestrated and invented gossips that are 360 degrees different from the truth. If they only knew the fact about my hands and treatment, then they would be laughing and realized that what they had said and typed were far from the truth. You bet, my physical therapist and rehabilitation doctor were laughing so hard when they heard what others have conceived from their ill imaginations. They know for a fact, that being violent will never be my forte, because I would be the first one to run away if there's any sign of trouble because of my head injury.

I know that sometimes it is difficult for me to verbalize what I wanted to say, nevertheless I am still thankful because I can speak and communicate even if they often times misunderstood me. When I learned that some ugly-hearted individuals would put words into my mouth, I felt sad and happy at the same time, sad because they put me in a bad light, happy because they made me the center of their universe.

Despite its sham, drudgery and broken dreams, the fact remains that you are still a child of God. No less than the trees and the stars. Yes, you have a right to be here.

Count your blessings and let's celebrate New Year not with a bang but with a dance. It is better to celebrate when you have all your fingers intact. Let us reach for our full potential in 2013. Cheers for our success, happiness and for peace and contentment.

Praise God for these wonderful blessings. Smile God bless you!

Saturday, September 1, 2012

CONFUSED: Worry Syndrome


I am sorry but I don't know if it's just me or my physical body and mind can't take all the abuses.

I am a promdi and I find it difficult to look for places I have never been before in my life. Unlike Juli0V I use google, unfortunately some of the information on how to get to certain places are so vague for me to understand and some are simply obsolete. Texting other people for directions doesn't help. They simply don't answer or they answer too late. Like, more than 3 hours after and tell you they're done there (yeah, that place I was asking about) and had left the place already.  Oh yeah, what an answer, I was asking for directions so I am confused why the answer should be like that.

Maybe not a lot of you knew that I was bedridden before. Because if you see me now, you'll never thought that in the same month last year, I was in and out of the hospitals for check ups, physical therapy, rehabilitation doctor's consultation not to mention MRA/MRI, neurosurgeon visits, medications, lower back pains etc.

I am a one eyed bandit up until now. But, I don't let my disability get the best of me. Though my neurosurgeons ( I got two) advised me to take a rest, and don't worry in my lifetime. Inaalisan daw nila ako ng karapatan mag worry. Why? Because, I am a ruptured brain aneurysm survivor.

My classmate's brother is an aneurysm survivor too. And for the past three years, he had been operated twice. He spent his days, sitting on the veranda of their house from morning until evening. Napping in between. Like me, he was forbidden to work:-(

I have nothing against him. But I don't want to be like him. So, I decided to join events for bloggers here in the Metro. At first, I don't want to introduced myself to them seeing how healthy, young and vibrant they all are. I was like the Phantom of the Opera, hiding myself from them all. But, one day, I gather all the courage I could muster, snapped out of my shell and tried to carry on a conversation.

I have always been straight forward. I blamed it on how my brothers who wanted me to learn how to speak for myself and for my ex-best friend who exposed me to American custom, like saying what's on my mind.  The problem in the Philippines, is that if you have your own opinion totally different from the group they tend to outcast you, talk behind your back (yeah stabbed your back). They prefer plastic people. The ones who kiss their asses and follow them blindly. ( Without thinking that the same kiss-ass people are backstabbing them too).

The problem is like my late mama, I am such a worrier. I worry a lot especially about what people say on my back. Despite the words of wisdom of my Kuya. I tend to worry a lot. I can't help it. Maybe I should asked for an expert advise so I can get over this worry syndrome.

My kuya's words- "To heck with all of them, if they talk behind your back, its their problem not yours. Their jealous spirits will cope up with them and eat them alive one day so don't mind them. Besides its their lost not yours."

When I first re-learned how to walk again, I find it difficult to cross the street. I was so afraid. I know my fear has no basis. But I can't help it. I guess, if you've been staring at the ceiling for so so long ( more than a year) you fear to reintegrate with the society. Especially if the society you are about to join are not supportive but judgmental bunch.

Maybe, just maybe that's where being kind comes in. People who are innately and genuinely kind, would always offer a helping hand, empathize and adjust.

It is a good thing that I became a member of aneurysm survivors in Australia and the US.  Hey, don't be confused too. I am Philippine based but there is no support group for aneurysm survivors here in the Philippines just yet. 

From my support group, I learned that just like me, they too feel the same way I do. They were also afraid to cross the street. Fear about driving also ( I used to drive like hell was at my heels.) They also became melodramatic okay emotional is the right word. So, hindi ako nag iisa. Maybe these fears and confusion and physical drain and pains is not being melodramatic after all. It was the re-wiring of our coiled brains. For those who have not experienced all these, You are so lucky. But, if like them you'll judge us for our weaknesses, then I will be happy to trade places with you, so you'll experience it all by yourself.

For now,  I implore for your prayers for my continuous healing. I hope the aneurysm that my neurosurgeon found out late last year would miraculously disappear. Please help me pray for that my dear readers, friends and relatives.Thank you.

Sunday, August 19, 2012

JESSE ROBREDO: Well loved by Bicolanos

JESSE ROBREDO: Well loved by Bicolanos.

He was a good man. One of the FEW GOOD MEN in the Aquino government today.  He was very honorable.

Our family knows him personally. When he was still the Mayor of Naga City, I often bumped into him in puruntong shorts and slippers in one of the stores we mutually frequent way back then in Naga City  He is so low profile, often walking alone without any bodyguards in the streets of Naga City.

He was very friendly to everyone, even to those he hardly knows. He was very approachable and he responded to queries may it be in person or in FB when he was still the mayor.
He was a dedicated family man.  I remember him carrying his daughter during one of his walks in the city street.
He is a loving father to his three daughters:

  1. Aika
  2. Trish
  3. Jillian

He was a loyal husband to Attorney Leni Gerona-Robredo.
The Honorable Jesse Robredo belongs to a well-off family in Naga but he remained humble.
Father and daughter. Hon. Jess Robredo with daughter Aika Robredo.
Trish, Aika and Jillian Robredo

Hon. Jesse Robredo with other "voyadores" during last year's Penafrancia Fiesta
"Voyadores" is an altered form of the Spanish word vogadores, which means seafarers. Loosely, "voya" means "to transport something to another place." So, the "voyadores" transport something to another place.

During Penafrancia Fiesta, voyadores are male devotees who serve as secondary layer of human cordon during the procession, wherein the image is paraded along the major city streets and then into the Naga River for the fluvial parade. The image of Ina (Mother), the Our Lady of Penafrancia, is transferred to a pagoda or vessel pulled by boats paddled by voyadores.

Hon. Jesse Robredo with wife attorney Leni Gerona-Robredo and daughter Aika in Malaysia.
Hon. Jesse Robredo with wife attorney Leni Gerona-Robredo at the Great Wall of China.

Sunday, August 5, 2012

CARLOS CELDRAN:Sudden Barter tour!

Oh la la! My favorite Carlos Celdran announced a SUDDEN Barter tour! 

When: Monday, August 6, 2012
Time: 4pm 
Where: Meet at Fort Santiago entrance. 

Pay the basic museum fees and go on an Intramuros tour through BARTER. 

Trade a tour for anything! Food, a condo, live plants, cured meats. Anything. Plus heI'll give you a FREE Breakfast magazine too!  O saan ka pa! Go na kayo! Don't forget your payong!

Friday, August 3, 2012

VIRAL VIDEO: The Good Samaritan in Edsa

A short video was making the rounds via Facebook. It was taken allegedly by a motorist by the name of Lyndon Santos while he was caught in the traffic under the Edsa-Timog flyover in Quezon City last Monday. 

The video showed a young woman giving her coat to a young girl, perhaps five or six years old, apparently naked until the mystery woman gave the little girl her coat. There was more than just a drizzle. Typhoon “Gener” was raging, after all, and the other pedestrians were seen running past with their umbrellas.

The young woman had stopped to take the hooded coat off her back, and had knelt down to button the jacket neatly around the child. After giving the child a gentle pat, the young woman rushed off. 

The video clip lasted for only 35 seconds but it was moving, and I hope her fine example (and Lyndon’s initiative to post it for all to see) would be repeated countless times in quiet acts of charity that affirm our innate humanity and bring out the noble self that was inherent on each one of us.
In this wifi age, brutal hazing resulting to death, insensitive souls abound. So I never thought that the Good Samaritan story that I've read from the bible is still being followed by Pinays/ Pinoys.

Would I have done the same thing in that same situation? 

I don't know. Maybe not. 

What I do, whenever I eat out, I ask the waiter to wrap whatever food that was left on my plate and I give them to beggars or co-passengers in the MRT.

The other day, I was inside the MRT, and a small child around two years old, dirty,  poor, and her mother said she couldn't speak yet,  was intently looking at another child who is not only cute but also look rich, eating marsh mallows. Maybe she don't understand why the other child is eating and she doesn't have anything to eat. Since the mother of the rich child did not bother to offer food to the poor young child, I offered the chocolate cake I have on my bag. 

The child's face brighten up when she tasted how delicious the chocolate cake is. She smiled at me. I felt happiness in my heart. You know that it was a sincere smile from a person who can't give anything back to you.

I gave her my noodle soup and instructed the mother to add hot water. She was gesturing bye bye and smiling at me, when they get off at the next station.
Maybe it is impossible for us to change the world. But the mysterious woman taught us, that if we wish to change the world that we live in right here, right now, we can do it ourselves in the course of our daily work. No need to wait for the next coming of God. We can do little things for others.

You, yourself can find your own miracle. Maybe while walking to school, at the mall or under the flyover, bridge or even just within your own community.

John F. Kennedy said: “Ask not what your country can do for you. Ask what you can do for your country.”

The miracle woman on Edsa showed us, in the wordsof a Facebook post, that “there are still good and kind people out there.” By her example, she taught us that we can make a difference in simple ways, and that we don’t need wait for some big issue or be like those corrupt traditional politicians who lend a helping hand only because of publicity.

The mystery woman reminds us that doing good, calls for actual sacrifice. She gave up a coat. Yes, her act of kindness did cost her something. She gave up a coat during a typhoon. She risked getting wet and sick on her way home.

The episode under the Edsa-Timog flyover is special. It is one of those quiet acts of kindness: 
  • unrehearsed
  • unplanned
  • spontaneous 
  • and real
A moment solely between the woman and the child she was helping. I bet, God is smiling from ear to ear. I hope and I pray that the kindness that the mystery woman showed that morning would be returned to her a thousand fold. Mabuhay ka!

Wednesday, August 1, 2012



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Journalist's Creed

Journalist's Creed

By: Walter William

I believe in the profession of Journalism.
I believe that the public journal is a public trust; that all connected with it are, to the full measure of responsibility, trustees for the public; that acceptance of lesser service than the public service is a betrayal of this trust.   

I believe that clear thinking, clear statement, accuracy and fairness are fundamental to good journalism.
I believe that a journalist should write only what he holds in his heart to be true. I believe that suppression of the news, for any consideration other than the welfare of society, is indefensible.
I believe that no one should write as a journalist what he would not say as a gentleman; that bribery by one's own pocket book is as much to be avoided as bribery by the pocketbook of another; that individual responsibility may not be escaped by pleading another's instructions or another's dividends.
I believe that advertising, news and editorial columns should alike serve the best interests of readers; that a single standard of helpful truth and cleanness should prevail for all; that supreme test of good journalism is the measure of its public service.
I believe that the journalism which succeeds the best-and best deserves success-fears God and honors man; is stoutly independent; unmoved by pride of opinion or greed of power; constructive, tolerant but never careless, self-controlled, patient, always respectful of its readers but always unafraid, is quickly indignant at injustice; is unswayed by the appeal of the privilege or the clamor of the mob; seeks to give every man a chance, and as far as law, an honest wage and recognition of human brotherhood can make it so, an equal chance; is profoundly patriotic while sincerely promoting international good will and cementing world-comradeship, is a journalism of humanity, of and for today's world. 

Written by Walter Williams (1864-1935), founder of the world's first school of journalism at the University of Missouri. He had contributed toward the promotion of professional journalism than any other person of his time.

I repost this Journalist's creed of Ethics by Walter William as a guide to every blogger, aspiring and would be bloggers. In today's modern era, everyone can post or blog whatever thoughts they have or whatever they wanted to say or do, thus they can now be considered as a social media bloggers who writes and gets news and messages across to readers.

Yes, it crossed my mind to make a a blogger's creed but I am not an authority in the matter so I will just let the blogger authorities to compose a blogger's creed for all of us. Readers are KING, we don't owe anything to anyone but our readers.

Wednesday, July 25, 2012


Be desperate....NOT!

We all have problems, burdens, fears, issues, you name it...we all have it. Each one of us has different versions of our stories. All of us has our own share of heartaches, longings and desires.
Before you go on with your story about all your problems, please stop. Be still and listen...please read first...

Relax! God is in charge of the situation and God loves you so much. It is only God's love that will make you have peace in your heart.

Be still and know that GOD is always there for you. God takes most of our load. Don't be too fearful. This is the kind of God we all have. God is in charge and he loves us.

For the LORD your God is the one who goes with you to fight for you against your enemies to give you victory.-Deuteronomy 20:4

So just do your best shot and let God do the rest!

You must remember that you are so valuable in the eyes of God. You have a bottomless pit of Worth because you are a child of God. Made in the image and likeness of God.

Do not be desperate for anything else in this world. For we are God's precious child. Imagine God singing this to you... Yes! You! The most wonderful being,God's beautiful child that God loves so much!

Child, you are, more precious than silver
Child, you are, more costly than gold
Child you are, more beautiful as diamonds
and nothing I desire compares to you...

When I heard Bo Sanchez singing these lines. It hit me hard right into my heart. I cried, with the realization that all my issues, fears and problems are no match to God. We can't win God's love anymore because He loves us already.

No one can compare to the love of God. He gave up His precious son, the darling of heaven and the universe...just because He loves us so, so much.
More Precious Than Silver
Words and Music by Lynn Deshazo
© 1982 Integrity's Hosanna! Music

                        Lord, You are more precious than silver.
                        Lord, You are more costly than gold.
                        Lord, You are more beautiful than diamonds,
                        And nothing I desire compares to You.

                        Lord, Your Love is higher than mountains.
                        Lord, Your Love is deeper than seas.
                        Lord, Your Love encompasses the nations,
                        And yet, You live right here inside of me!

                        Who can weigh the value of knowing You?
                        Who can judge the worth of who You are?
                        Who can count the blessings of loving You?
                        Who can say just how great You are?

                        Lord, You are more precious than silver.
                        Lord, You are more costly than gold.
                        Lord, You are more beautiful than diamonds,
                        And nothing I desire compares to You.

                        And nothing I desire compares to You.

Friday, July 20, 2012


I saw this from my best buddy Apple's wall. DON'T WORRY ABOUT THE BACKBITERS...
-[ref: Every Day a Friday by Joel Osteen]

"When you're blessed, the haters come out. When you step up to a new level, the backbiters show up. Don't be surprised if your blessings draw jealousy out of people. When they come up to you, simply say, in a humble way.. "I am wearing this blessing well, despite criticism and jealousy. If my friends aren't happy for my blessings, then it's time to find new friends who will celebrate with me as I celebrate with them."

*I've learned that some people will be ur friend until you get promoted. They are your friends as long as you're at the same level, but the moment you come into a handful of blessings and promotions, jealousy takes hold and they will try to destroy and make you look bad. Don't worry about it! GOD WILL TAKE CARE OF YOUR ENEMIES. Just ENJOY WHILE BEING HUMBLE & GRATEFUL, ALL THE GOODNESS AND BLESSINGS OF GOD IN YOUR LIFE!! ;)

*Have a blessed and happy Friday everyone ;)

So starting today tell yourself this: Today is the beginning of my NEW life.... I am so grateful to be ME!

God bless your heart! Smile! <3!


When you feel you are on your lowest just remember to appreciate all the good things in your life, no matter how small. You already have some amazing things in your life, whether you realize it or not.

Most of us have incredible family members, friends, other loved ones who love us back. Learn to appreciate what a miracle that is. Most of us have eyes, with which to enjoy the amazing miracles of sunsets and nature and beauty all around us. Most of us have ears, with which to enjoy music, one of the greatest miracles ever. Be grateful for each of these things, and more! Take time every day, throughout the day, to thank life for all that it has given you, to thank others for what they give you, to be GRATEFUL." ♡-Apple

Wednesday, February 22, 2012

The 12 Little Things We Can Do For Our Country by Alexander Lacson

The 12 Little Things We Can Do For Our Country are Small Acts of Patriotism
1st : Follow traffic rules. Follow the law

Traffic rules are the most basic of our country’s laws. If we learn to follow them, it could be the lowest form of national discipline we can develop as a people. A culture of discipline is crucial to our destiny as a nation.

Whenever we follow traffic rules, we show our love for our neighbor, our love for the Filipino.

2nd : Always ask for an official receipt

Asking for ORs leads to higher tax collections, which means more funds for our government, which could strengthen our economy and lead us to progress.

Whenever we help our government in helping our people, we show our love for our neighbor.

3rd : Don’t buy smuggled goods. Buy Local. Buy Filipino

Our money should support our economy, not the economy of other countries. Buying Pilipino means supporting the Filipino.

Whenever we support one another as Filipinos, we show our love for our neighbors.

4th : Speak positively about us and our country

Every Filipino is an ambassador of our country. Each one of us, wherever we maybe, is a salesman of our country.

Whenever we speak positively of our people, we show our love for our neighbors.

5th : Respect your traffic officer, policeman & other public servants

Respect honors and dignifies a man. It compels him to do his job right.

There is love of neighbor whenever we respect those in authority.

6th : Throw your garbage properly. Segregate. Recycle. Conserve

Philippines is the country given to us as a people. It is the birthplace of our race. It is the home of the Filipino. We should keep it beautiful.

When we keep our environment and our country clean, we show our love for our people.

7th : Support your Church

When we help our church, we help our Creator in His works on earth.

Whenever we help our church, we show love for our neighbor.

8th : During elections, do your solemn duty

When we fight for our votes, we fight for our right to make our own destiny, as a people and as a nation.

There is love of neighbor when we elect good leaders for our country and people.

9th : Pay your employees well

A company must bring prosperity not only to its owners but also to its employees. Blessings must be shared. It builds families. It builds our nation.

There is love of neighbor when we value and pay our employees appropriately.

10th : Pay your taxes

Taxes are the lifeblood of our government. It is what builds our public schools, hospitals and roads. It is what pays our teachers, soldiers and other public servants.

There is love of neighbor whenever we pay our taxes properly so our government can help more people.

11th : Adopt a scholar or a poor child

Investing on our youth is investing on our country’s future. Every family who can afford, should adopt one poor child as a scholar.

There is love of neighbor whenever we help a child get an education.

12th : Be a good parent. Teach your kids to love our country

If we start planting seeds of patriotism in the hearts and minds of our youth today, they would become giant patriots of our country someday.

There is love of neighbor whenever we teach and raise our children as patriots, by loving our country through loving our people.

« Love of neighbor, God’s Second Highest Commandment, is contained in each of these 12 Little Things. »

Based on the Book
12 Little Things Filipinos Can Do To Help Our Country
by Alexander Lacson

Thursday, February 16, 2012

WHY do we fall for the wrong man time and time again?

Some WOMEN Choose THE WRONG MAN Time and Time and Time Again.

Blinded by love, some women do not seem to notice that they always fall for the same kind of man, the wrong man, and it never works out.
WHY do we fall for the wrong man time and time again? The pattern of disastrous love happened time and time again because we do not recognize the similarities that attract us to certain types of men. 
Most of the time it is not just bad luck that steers women to the wrong man time and time again. Sometimes the pattern of loser-lovers is indicative of a deeper, more serious flaw in the woman's personality or character. But sometimes the problem may stem from the woman's family history. And it is usually rooted in lack of self-esteem and lack of self-love. Too many women blindly get involved with man after man without stopping to assess what went wrong in previous relationships.

Some women don't realize that they cannot control relationships or the actions of another person. You can't make a man do one thing or another. You can't make a man love you. Yes, Mademoiselle. We can't make a man love us. We keep getting into negative relationships thinking that we can change the man and make it work. We think we have that power in a relationship but we don't.
Many abused women believe they did something wrong and that is why they are abused. Women continue to select men who are all wrong for them because they are looking for the wrong qualities in a man. Far too many women consider priorities to be:
  • good looks
  • money 
  • material assets. 
However, these elements do not speak to a man's 
  • character
  • caring 
  • ability to give love. 
Many women are attracted to what we called bad boys. Yes, Miss. 
  • men who are flashy
  • men who are players
  • men who expect women to be at their beck and call but offer little in return. 
That is the kind of man these women has been in hurtful relationships with in the past. And yes, these women refuse to see the errors in her priorities. She and other women are confused about what love really is and what a good relationship should entail.
Women feel that men should be strong and independent. Relationship therapists point out that when a man demands to know "where have you been?" and "what have you been doing?", women often misinterpret that as love and caring. We don't evaluate men and we make decisions without analyzing the situation to determine that such is not healthy behavior.
When a man tells you that you shouldn't do such and such a thing, we think that is love. We gravitate toward men who are strong and controlling for we have in our heads an image that that is what a man should be. That behavior supposedly indicates that a man is strong, which is supposed to be a positive quality. But it's all about control.
Yes, dearie. Admit it or not, men who are nice and polite, those who treat women with respect, often are not appreciated by women who have a fatal attraction to the wrong kind of man.

So many women continue to make bad choices in men because people in general get no education or training on how to select a suitable mate. Yes, Dear. We have no preparation for the most important area and aspect of our lives- The ability to interact and to get along with other people and other human beings.
It's no wonder people sort of stumble and fumble when it comes to the challenge of selecting a mate and maintaining personal relationships. Women should be coached on what qualities they should look for in a potential date or mate, and how to find the kind of people they are looking for. 
Women seemingly are drawn to a specific character type. Until they learn what it is that keeps them boxed in, they are never going to be able to extricate themselves. 
On the part of the woman, the root cause of the problem is a lack of self-esteem and a positive self-image. The woman must come to grips with who she is as an individual first, so she could free herself from this devastating pattern of unhealthy love.
  1. She must assess past relationships and analyze what went wrong and why. 
  2. What part did she play in the failed relationships? 
  3. Does she repeatedly allow herself to be used and physically or emotionally abused by the man she claims to love? 
  4. Women also should dig deeper and do a self-inventory. They should ask themselves: Who am I really?
  5. What do I truly want from life, from love, from a relationship?
  6. What do I have to offer a man? 
  7. Why would a man want me? 
Only after thorough self-analysis has been completed should a woman focus on what she wants in a man. 
Did I mention that I never had a real boyfriend since birth? Yes, dear, I have heard personal accounts of women and even read about women falling in love again and again with the wrong guy but this story is not mine:-) But I believe that we can't live long enough to experience them all, we can learn from other people's mistakes. I, for example, wanted somebody to love me for the rest of my days here on earth, but until I dig in to my core self I think I would never find that someone who will love me unconditionally. Wish me luck, dear readers, as I tried to be a better person. Yes, like you, I am a work in progress. Let us pray for one another that we can all be happy A.S.A.P!

Wednesday, January 11, 2012


It is almost a year now since my operation. I hope you were able to read my March 21, 2011 entry on my blog

That was the first time I revealed to the world that I cannot walk or see from my left eye. I joined a Nuffnang contest and lost with that piece. But I know I am very lucky to be alive. And I guess that is enough to be thankful to God.

I should have removed the ads of nuffnang there so you would understand my story better. Some readers mistook the story to be a fable or fantasy story for the ads. For those who doubt my story you could check my medical records at UST hospital and with my neurosurgeon @ Makati Medical Center. If you want, I'll give you an authorization to verify my medical records. You could even see all my CT-scans and MRIs. Why are some people like that? I never ask you for anything. Not a single centavo. My family paid for my treatment and still has debts because of that operation and my continuing treatment. We paid more than a million pesos. But no amount of money could ever buy life.

I was leading a very active lifestyle before I had ruptured brain aneurysm. I was living the life- travels, photo walks, meeting new friends in far flung places, airplane rides, bus rides, jeepney rides. Then suddenly my life changed. Never did it occur to me that I would be bed-bound and be partially blind for some time.

So be grateful. You are lucky you are alive! Not everyone can breath the same air you breath. The simple task of sitting down and standing up without pain is enough reason to be thankful and be happy! 
I escaped death by a hairline in 2011. I am recuperating at the moment. For a while, I had difficulty sitting down and standing up on my own. I was in bed for four months. I remember what a refreshing day it was when I finally had taken a bath inside the bathroom. See, taking a bath in the comfort of your bathroom is something to be thankful for!

It's almost a year now. I will be celebrating one year in the confines of my room.  I still can't fully see from my left eye. But I can walk now. I've undergone physical therapy through the help of my therapists and Rehabilitation Doctor. 

I never knew that walking and sitting could be such a pain. You must be thankful you can sit and stand without pain for there are many people out there who can't even sit or stand on their own.

The day I had my first bath inside the bathroom itself is heaven for me. Why? Because I spent four months of my life with bed bath. It was dangerous for me to take a bath alone, much less to stand for so long because I always faint during the early part of my recovery.

I am thankful to all my friends who offered not only monetary help but also support and lots of care and love. Thank you from the buttom of my heart. You know exactly who you are people. I am forever grateful. Hugz! May God bless you more.

Some people has misjudged my cry for help when we were still in dire need.  My heart was broken when the very person I once considered my best friend for years turned her back on me and even deleted me from her facebook account.

She could have easily told me she doesn't want to help me period and that would be okay. But to turn her back completely is the worst thing one could ever done to a friend who loves her like a sister. Hindi ka na nga nakatulong nanakit ka pa ng damdamin. Bakit ano ang kasalanan ko? 

You know who you are. I've never done anything wrong. Is it a crime now to ask for help when you are in dire need?  She persecuted me for asking for help. She punished me. Being in a rich country may have answered all her dreams. So she doesn't need a friend who in the past never ever asked for anything except that one time when she was in dire need. I just hope one day you would not experience back how you treated me. I still love you like a sister.

To those people who don't understand what I've gone through I just hope and pray God would not let you experience the same fate. For I would not wish the same experience to happen even to my worst enemy.  May God bless your heart for you do not know what you are doing.

I am thankful that in spite of what happened to me, my brother is always with me. Because of him I have continued to find a way to live. I love you brother. I hope and pray that you would stay by my side forever but I know someday soon you will have your own family. I hope when that time comes I am fully recovered so I can again travel and find my place in the sun or who knows have my own family too. I am forever grateful.



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