Love ko ‘to!

This is one of those Saturdays when after mass I had a date with Ronald. I love spending time with Ronald – it’s where I also find a different kind of solace – probably because regardless which part of the world, there are things with Ronald that’s always the same.

Anyway, I chose to sit on a long bench together with other people. This is the deal with eating alone – if I don’t have a book with me, I end up looking around and stalking people. To my right were a grandfather and a grandson who is probably around 8 years old and to my left were a mother and her daughter who I believe was 3 or 4.

I’m not sure if the grandfather was a military man but he never said a word the entire meal. The grandson also didn’t say anything. They ate in silence but you can feel that there is an exceptional bond between the two. I watched them eat. Granddad ate his french fries first and so the grandson. He was simply watching the old man and follows what he does. When granddad started eating his burger, the young boy followed.

Meanwhile, the little girl on my left was complaining about her ear, she said it was painful. Her mom tried to explain to her that it was maybe caused by their recent flight. She explained about air pressure and how from 30,000 feet the pressure is different. The little girl while eating her french fries and pretending to have understood what her Mom explained simply said, ‘Oh OK Mommy, maybe my ear hurts because I’m small.’ Then the Mom said, ‘No, adults also feel pain in their ears but we know how to deal with pain. Children don’t like pain.’ I wanted to join in their discussion and argue that it is the adults who normally couldn’t handle pain and they try to avoid it but I do not want to confuse the little girl further. 🙂

I realized that just like the little boy, in life we have mentors whom we look up to and we try to follow what they do and imitate them, thinking and hoping that someday we will be like them. There are also those who will teach and tell us everything they know about the world but we end up trying to make sense of what they say.

I enjoyed eating my nuggets and fries and even if I didn’t have a book to keep me company this time, I had a great time spying on my seatmates!

Love ko talaga ‘to!

Chances and Choices

I watched SNN (Friday episode 13/5) and Boy Abunda wrapped up the show by saying that this particular episode where they featured stories about lost love, new love, heartbreaks and new beginnings bring into mind two things: chances and choices.

He said that God gives us chances, we make choices.

Chances and Choices are there to greet every human being every single day – whether you’re a megastar or just a twinkle, twinkle little star. 🙂

Whoever said that you only get gossips from showbiz talk shows or magazines must have missed one thing: people are drawn to these because the stories we hear also reflect our own realities, our own pains, our own stories and even our dreams.

May we all have a sensitive mind and heart for all the chances we are given and may we have a discerning mind and heart for all the choices we have to make.


London had an interesting weather today. It is one of those days when you get to experience different seasons in one day.

The morning started gloomy and chilly, forcing you to think twice before leaving the house – on whether or not to put your winter coat on. Then just before lunch time, there were drops of rain. Then few hours after, there was a glimpse of sun, trying hard to break through from the clouds. Temperature rose from single to double-digit. At 4pm, the sun was shining high, temperature reached the 20’s  and the warm breeze of fresh air suggested that I should pay homage to mother nature and wander around.

My feet brought me to the Tower of London and my heart brought me to that one little corner beside the river Thames. Paulo Coelho will not be impressed if I write a spoof of his best selling novel and titled it, ‘By the river Thames, I sat down and wept.’

Today, I remember two people celebrating their 37th wedding anniversary. I don’t actually know the details on how their love story started but I have witnessed what I thought was the end – the last touch, the last kiss, the final goodbye. Yet, the love didn’t end there, the story didn’t end there. I know they continued to love each other. I know that when he left for eternity, he pledged to watch over her and remain to be the wind beneath her wings, the source of inspiration and strength. I know when she said goodbye, she let go of him physically but she locked his heart into hers where it will forever remain beating.

As I remember these two special people today, I know, that even if they are not together, he held her hands today when she needed him the most and she sent him a special prayer of love.

The sun is slowly starting to set and it was almost time for me to leave and go home when I saw this two old couple wandering beside the river.

They probably have more than 37 years of life together. My heart smiled. I remembered the line in a song that says, ‘if you follow the sunset, will it ever end?…’

Today, I tried to chase the sunset of love to find out if it ever ends…

No, it never ends. Andew Lloyd Webber’s sequel to Phantom of the Opera sums it up, ‘Love never dies…’ It may set in the west but it will always find its way to rise again in the east…

Today, the 2nd week of Easter, the Risen Christ is telling us the same thing, ‘My love for you endures forever…” Love didn’t end with the crown of thorns and at the foot of the cross. It continued… from a distance…