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Welcoming 2011 with gratitude

First of all, I want to thank those who joined my blog contest on gratitude. Your comments are so heartwarming to read. Thank you for sharing your gratitude!

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Years ago, before I started blogging, I started a gratitude journal. Back then, I felt the need to cultivate the attitude of thankfulness because I felt, I thought my life lacked a lot of things. Maybe it was out of immaturity that I felt that way.

Although I wasn’t able to sustain the gratitude journal very long, I am glad I started one. Opening the journal at the end of a day and writing down all the reasons I can find to be thankful proved to be a very good exercise. I realized that no matter how bad a day it was, there was always at least five things to be thankful for.

Gratitude fills the void of whatever it is that I lack. I realize, when I make a conscious effort to be thankful by writing down my reasons to be thankful, that I am blessed, I have all that I need.

Today is the last day of 2010, and I want to end it with a thankful heart. There are many reasons for the overflowing gratitude I feel, and today seems like a good day to start anew with a Gratitude Journal. 🙂

Let’s end 2010 and welcome 2011 with thankful, grateful hearts. Say “thank you” to that person you must thank. Find reasons to be thankful. If you look hard enough, it hasn’t really been that bad. Life is beautiful; we will never run out of things to be thankful for.

Happy New Year to all of you! Let’s welcome 2011 with grateful, expectant hearts. 🙂

On Money, Time and Giving

I once had a talk with my self-confessed ex-workaholic sister-in-law… Self-confessed because she admits to not understanding why some women totally give up careers to become full-time mothers. (Aray, aray, aray!!!) Ex-workaholic because now she is a mother and totally understands why.

Anyway, back to the talk…

I think the topic was home-making…  I said that I wanted to do so much but didn’t have enough budget to buy stuff to beautify my home. She told me, in a kinda castigating way, that if one has no money, the person probably has time; if one has no time, he/she probably has money. Either way, things can be worked out.

What she said may not be true for all situations (especially in our dear Pilipinas, where working asses off is not necessarily equal to  fat paychecks). But, yes, it does make sense.

Today on the way home, I remembered her words. This time in light of the recent events that have happened in our country. (Ondoy, Pepeng. Hello?)

There are a lot of people who have been just wonderful – serving and giving tirelessly. But there are also some who make excuses for not being able to help. Kesyo they have no money or they have no time. Kesyo there are richer people who should give instead.

It’s sad that giving is mostly attributed to the material aspect. We measure what is given by monetary amounts.

We forget that time is the most expensive currency and giving it has far more (in)valuable effects than money can afford.

What I’m saying is this:  there is no excuse for anyone to not be able to help to the victims of typhoons Ondoy and Pepeng. If you have no money, give of your precious time. Go out, reach out to your community and volunteer.

If you have money, hooray! Good for you! Share the blessings.

If you must regift…

… read this article on Regifting 101 first. 

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Breakfast this morning. Breakfast buddy and I have been meeting for breakfast since December rolled in. Actually, we’re gym buddies, but because we both “froze” our gym accounts this month (my silly excuse is “I’m gonna be soooo busy.” Yeah, right), we have nowhere to go to after bringing the kids to school… (sooooo busy daw???)

Anyway…

Back to breakfast this morning. Breakfast buddy and I were getting ready to order when she said – 

“Ah, alam mo, yung tops na bigay mo sa akin? Kaparehas ng birthday gift sa akin ni Tentay… as in exactly the same.”

iMom: “Aaahh… Talaga. Huh??? Ganun bigay ko sa kanya nung birthday nya ah…”

Buddy: “Aahhh…” (Now probably feeling bad she opened her mouth.) 

Aaah-haa!

Tentay recycled my gift to her. Within the same circle of friends!!! Now, that‘s a brave move. Continue reading If you must regift…

Dashboard Lessons, Part 1: Mag-aral ng Mabuti

Whether I admit it or not, I like driving my kids.

Yes, it can get rowdy at the backseat sometimes. The bickering gets irritating. But driving them also gives me the chance to catch up with their lives, talk to them about various things, listen to their stories of the day.

On this day, the conversation kinda took a deep turn.

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Scene: In the car, on the way home from school. Past 5 PM.

We drive by a public elementary school. It was dismissal time. Some kids were already on their way home, aboard tricycles. In front of our car was a slow-moving tricycle over-loaded with kids. The “back-load” (the seat space behind the driver) had 3 small kids around 7 years old seemingly piled on top of each other. In the sidecar – who knows how many are crammed in there.

I could only shake my head.

iMom: tsk, tsk tsk, tsk. Tingnan niyo yang mga bata. Kawawa naman. Pag na-aksidente sila, ano kaya mangyayari sa kanila? Grabe…

My two girls peek in front, but are silent for a while. Then VGood pops a question- Continue reading Dashboard Lessons, Part 1: Mag-aral ng Mabuti

Life 101: Househelp Blues and Parental Presence

Three weeks ago, VGood’s English teacher Mrs. M, newly employed by the school this year, was absent for several days. I assumed she resigned, and was even feeling bad because she is a good teacher. She handled her class very well, was approachable, and spoke good English. It was the school’s loss, I thought.

Two weeks ago, my girls and I went to V’s classmate’s birthday party. I saw Mrs. M there. Carrying her two-year old daughter, she said she was just dropping by to say good-bye to her students. Things happened so suddenly. She had just filed her formal resignation that Friday, she said.

Why? What happened? I asked.

Her eyes welled up with tears as, unconsciously, she drew her little girl closer to her. She told us (me and several other school moms) how her teenage son came home unannounced one afternoon and discovered his little sister tied to the stairs by the yaya! Continue reading Life 101: Househelp Blues and Parental Presence