Not as easy as you see!

I prayed and Divinity gave me an employment, a very exigent occupation.
I loved it though and tried to compensate every modest thing the company provided me.
I experienced everything that tested my waters.
I written and submitted almost five resignation letters and got new offers.
Been promoted to different positions beyond my knowledge.
Got sick, got healed….and grew professionally with the same company.
Had good times, appalling moments, good friends and invisible foes.
A well round of office politics…and insensible gimmicks.
I prayed again and surprisingly God gave me a new challenging job in the Government.
It came as a fireworks, or a time bomb…secretly switched on time…click, and I left them.
Leaving a job was not that easy…it meant also getting afar from friends, true friends!
Though I never said goodbye to my beloved company, don’t know when can I say hello again and have a hug from my old friend… swear I missed them…and though alright, I cry!
Rocky road ride right here!

Need a hug from an old friends!

What should I do now?

I want to fly and soar up the sky, fly, fly ,fly! Feel the wind beneath me…
I want to swim and see the deepest part of the ocean, swim, and swim, swim!
I want to run as far as I can, ran, ran, and ran!
I want to be blank and think of nothing around …bzzz, bzzzz.bzzz!
I want to sleep…. (And wakeup still)...?
I want to cry and dry the river in my lungs…
Like a prison without dungeon, like a bird with no wing, a fish in aquarium, a runner in a wheelchair… breathe, breathe, breathing with no air… How could I blurry see enormous means?
I need a break and a good shake…dead beat player!
Needs sphere ascertaining …onset? At what time?

Hurry Lord!

Lord, please make me love my husband more and more every day. I am trying so hard to believe that I made the right decision of marrying him. Help me accept things about him that I cannot change and don’t let disappointments separate us. Please Lord, give me more patience and understanding to his few vices…. One more and last request come between us and give me more respect over matters.
Amen

Bed Weather

Good Morning Sunshine....I know you are there even when I can't see you.

What a morning, awakened by rain drops and cold weather... How I love to stay in bed and embrace my pillow...

A morning ideal for romance... and nice talk in bed with husband...

I love the feelings brought by wet weather...too bad still need to go to office. Hmmm what sickness shall I invent? Too bad I have documents to submit... I hope tomorrow offers this kind of pleasure...swear nobody will make me out of my room...except breakfast,brunch, lunch,food and food only....

SHAME ON YOU...TAGS

Nation was shambled one morning to hear the news that former Defense Secretary ended his own existence in facade of his mother's crypt at Memorial Park. Even in the last drop of his blood he shouted to the whole wide world that a mischievous sprite he was.
How he lived?
His name surfaced in corruption allegations concerning the Armed Forces of the country, from the case involving former general, former Armed force comptroller, to the multi-million peso "pabaon" or packed gift given to military chiefs, had been in the hot seat as of late due to allegations that received P50 million in “send-off” money after he retired from the Armed forces as claimed by retired colonel. His wife travelled around the world using public funds.
How he died?
Out of his own conscience and reflection of his guilt, guilt without shame…and guilt without honor to protect but rather the big fish behind the money launderings. According to initial investigation, the former military chief asked his sons, his aide and bodyguard to leave him for a while. A few seconds later, a gunshot was then heard with him falling to the ground with blood all over him. The mighty head of the soldiers died in suicide. He decided to slaughter himself than be gutted out by the government for consenting and benefiting from the so much corruption he is being accused with.
What can I say?
I applauded when a young senator, who’s also former soldier that rebelled against the government due to military chiefs terrible deeds face to face, straight to the point…frankly uttered to him “YOU HAVE NO HONOR TO PROTECT” during senate investigations.
I harshly condemn his act of pulling the trigger,
What he did to himself make me cringe in disgust.
No amount of hate gives you the right to take your own life!
Many soldiers fought for their lives and yet,
How could a former AFP chief do such a cowardly act?
Important: Please refer to my older blog titled “SHAME ON YOU”. You will understand my hate for him....
P.S.
Shame on him! I really meant it….shame on him!

Golden Dagger

Sadness- I can’t recognize if this is by guilty sensation that crossing my mind, by realization of limited options around, for finding the one and regret or by too much dullness of my soul.

So, so, pristine in this, and really could not tell if there is something to be frantic of.
Lastly met a buddy and supplied great conversations been longing for, he answered prayer of happy laughs…and the most enjoyed his brand of attention. Found instant compatibility we maybe both yearning for.

But the pure fun is starting to have colors not from us but from people around, sphere stroke of eye sights and nasty teases aroused, for the person satisfying my thirst for intellectual philosophy is other than my spouse. Is it not really acceptable to have him around? Is there really something in us that should be stopped? I could not tell…too sad. But it is so unfair for me!

I felt like finding treasure from digging for quite sometimes and yet the gold is dagger shaped and sharp...can be enormous kit to gratify and as risky for everyone to fuss about…
I know my limitations, I have my values and aware where to stand…but I have to reflect on people around…I need their respect and alliance, very depressing to go afar, distressing to retrain malicious minds and vulnerable hearts…. at my expense. Really sad. Honestly…sad.