It RAINS, and rains and rains. The sound of rain drops, like the sweetest music...
if you happen to walk in the love street.
Ahh...rain stops.
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pardon moi
"pardon moi" ...for not blogging.
with all the sayings in sweatshirt nowadays
this one fits perfect to me.
sweater & cuddles
back to sweater season and cuddles...hope you find your one true love.
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ruffled mind
I guessed it's true...No day is so bad it can't be fixed with a nap.
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be soft
"Be soft. Do not let the world make you hard.
Do not let pain make you hate. Do not let the bitterness steal your sweetness." Kurt Vonnegut
ombre summer party
guest be greeted with cut flowers...
a beautiful welcoming tie dye dress
wonderful placement of colors
homemade token for the guest
end the meal with same sweet surprise...
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back to work
Laziness may appear attractive, but work gives satisfaction- Anne Frank
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lips and matchstick
hearts and jewels...
its fun, playful and flirty
who doesn't want to play with fire?
stella mccartney resort 2014
slumber fields
...some days are just easy to spend with eyes closed and
with summer fields thoughts only..
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sister's lament
It is with great sadness that I put these in words...
My sister Cristina passed away.
Cristy, as we called her was born deaf.We grew up together learning
this beautiful language...our own sign language.She was enrolled in a
special class for her education.She was loved most and adored by her
kindness by her schoolmates. She was a year younger than me and because
of that I have this bond with her
friends. I remember it was her birthday and she asked me to play the
music of their choice in my cassette tape. They danced and giggled. I
was happy they loved the music. I know they don't hear it but
hey!..dancing is more fun with sounds isn't it?
She is very fond of collecting nice hankerchiefs (oh! we've come along way,no one uses it now). Little twin stars,My melody,Snoopy to name a few. I always borrowed it (hmmn..without asking?). She is raging mad when she found out.She is furious about it. I never repeated it again.
During our adolescent years, one of her classmates wrote several love letters for me. I didn't mind him but she insist I have to reply back because he was insisting on her..and so I did. One day she asked me, how come nobody gave her love letter. I replied...one day you will when you grow up. I know she wanted to be admired.
Everyone that knows her, admires her. She is such a beauty with her porcelain skin.
She has her dreams of riding a plane and to go skiing.
As she grew up, feeling of isolation grows. She lived in her own world. All the things that once mattered to her now changes. She lived her life away from everybody but us.
She lives childlike, no judgement of other people, her heart so pure and innocent.
Now her disability and pains are gone. She isn't hurting or afraid anymore.
I take solace knowing that she is now in heaven. Without a doubt earned her eternal reward.
Sorrow indeed prepares us for joy.
My memories of her, I shed tears that she is gone and smile because she lived.
I said my goodbyes over the phone with her and has the priviledge to be with her in my last vacation.
She is now with the greatest love she would ever imagined. I will surely missed her dearly.
I don't have a picture of her but I have this white moth I saw very early this morning at my door. I believed this embodies her pure soul and she is visiting me.
She is very fond of collecting nice hankerchiefs (oh! we've come along way,no one uses it now). Little twin stars,My melody,Snoopy to name a few. I always borrowed it (hmmn..without asking?). She is raging mad when she found out.She is furious about it. I never repeated it again.
During our adolescent years, one of her classmates wrote several love letters for me. I didn't mind him but she insist I have to reply back because he was insisting on her..and so I did. One day she asked me, how come nobody gave her love letter. I replied...one day you will when you grow up. I know she wanted to be admired.
Everyone that knows her, admires her. She is such a beauty with her porcelain skin.
She has her dreams of riding a plane and to go skiing.
As she grew up, feeling of isolation grows. She lived in her own world. All the things that once mattered to her now changes. She lived her life away from everybody but us.
She lives childlike, no judgement of other people, her heart so pure and innocent.
Now her disability and pains are gone. She isn't hurting or afraid anymore.
I take solace knowing that she is now in heaven. Without a doubt earned her eternal reward.
Sorrow indeed prepares us for joy.
My memories of her, I shed tears that she is gone and smile because she lived.
I said my goodbyes over the phone with her and has the priviledge to be with her in my last vacation.
She is now with the greatest love she would ever imagined. I will surely missed her dearly.
I don't have a picture of her but I have this white moth I saw very early this morning at my door. I believed this embodies her pure soul and she is visiting me.
written June 7,2013
It's been a month now. Beautiful memories of her gives me comfort and lives on.
sun,stripes and so long.
Inside the resort, you will be transported by this Jeepney
Vivid colors adds playfulness to this place...
Sun is at its very best every time I visit this beautiful place at Pueblo,Philippines.
A Mexican inspired exclusive leisure club.
I'm playing life guard for a moment...
sand and my feet so warm
beautiful kites...
enjoying the breeze...
you say "so long"...
when you want to come back.
I am back!
My apologies for being gone for such a long time...but
I brought you some inside story during my hiatus. I will post shortly..
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