Womanhood and Everything in Between

I was not in search of a potential lover when I met R. I was actually mending a broken heart that time. Our meeting was as casual as it can be. We were both on site, waiting for the cell site to be up and ok. I was checking the radio signals on my laptop and he was like 100m away from me on his usual get-up of polo shirt, denim pants and a pair of rubber shoes. Oh, I forgot, he's wearing his cap and sunglasses. While I was wearing my pambahay-pwede-nang-pang-site wardrobe. I am mostly one of the boys when I am doing fieldworks. I am not the kikay type. And he found me sexy, sabi nya. Buti na lang. =) If bad words could kill, he died long ago. We were not the best of friends because he's the typical guy, an asshole. (No offense meant, guys! Peace! *Wink) On a seniority level, he was my boss. He was working for our client and we were their contractors. Most of the time, I was on the waiting line. That went on for months. Something magical happened one evening when most of my ...

I grew up in a family with hearts full of devotion for the BIG GUY up there. I can still remember the years where I spent my summer vacations with a group of youth spreading out the word of God through summer camps. I can clearly remember how I spent weekends after weekends attending seminars with a nun and how I almost ended up just like her. And then I realized that God has a bigger plan for me. He wanted me to be a wife and bear his children. That's where the unending gratitude happens. I know I should be more grateful and thankful and appreciative  of all the blessings that He has given me despite of my shortcomings as a Catholic. I have a loving and responsible husband. I have two adorable kids. I have my supportive family and in-laws. I have a job. Our small construction business is getting blessed as well. We are all healthy and happy. And a long list to go. Though I have confessed my devotion, I still have my inadequacy. I failed countless of times. I sinned over and over...