on motherhood and enjoying it.

3 gestures that i am indeed a mama:

1. saving the kisses chocolate (from an officemate) for my kids.
i love chocolates and the very impatient me will dictate that i should consume anything edible immediately.

2. looking for an open mercury drug at 11 p.m. to buy solmux.

3. wanting to buy all disney movies and children's books.

on second chance & uncommon dialogue.

seen the premiere of cinderella man last week. i do support sagip bayan of st lukes thus bought two tickets. after the organization's almost 45-minute mandatory programme, hay salamat, bumungad na agad si russel crowe (he is indeed charming, sa paningin ko). by the way, i guess meg ryan did find him irresistable too after spending some time while filming proof of life.

back to cinderella man. sad to say many are like jim braddock. not saving enough for the rainy days. guilty just like him, my husband was given opportunities to prove his skills and knowledge in the field of civil engineering. unfortunately, all three projects only indebted him to strangers and countless souls. i dont know if he sees himself as a failure, but i am certain that he is waiting for his nth chance to pick up the pieces and regain his self esteem (he is one proud man).

though i am by his side, i cant see the lessons-learned approach and the make-it-good-this-time attitude on him. or i dont know him that much maybe, as he always claims. but i do pray that he be successful on his new endeavor should he be given the break.

im afraid of second chances. ive been experiencing the same agony, happiness and other unexplainable emotion for the past three years. you see, i totally agree with neale donald walsch - God's most powerful messenger is experience, and even that i ignore. Yes, my world would not be in its present condition should i simply listened to my experience. i keep on re-living it over and over. but again, i would not experience the same happiness i feel whenever my kids do something cute if not for that lapse of judgment.

may be ive been reading and watching too much. and most of these books and films claim to be life-changing bestsellers.

pledging your eyes is a gift of love and other stories.

sadly, eye bank believes that there is a serious shortage of donated tissue worldwide, particularly corneas. i, without thinking much, pledge my cornea to the eye bank. gist of the story is the heroic me giving the eye bank the authority to make use of my cornea for the purpose of corneal transplant so that others who are blind may see. but that is pala upon my death.

first, i dont see any heroic act. brave lang may be. i dont like eye bank's tagline na "be a hero in someone's eyes... support your eye bank." its more of a generous act and nothing more. choosing to be generous is not being a hero for you choose that act simply because you believe that that act is right period. we should, anyway, do good and act right.

it is like praising the two caloocan (or navotas ba yon?) police officers for doing their duty. it is their responsibility in the first place to capture the bad men, so why make a big story out of it? though its really very rare to witness such action, still it isnt worth all the hype plus mike enriquez' contacting the city mayor as early as 630am and oblige the poor mayor on the spot to pledge "na tulungan ang dalawang ito kasi itong isa e may dalawang anak na ganito ang edad at yung isa naman e..."

anyway, i still carry the card with me. i just dont know if my eyes will still be useful. 3.50 and 2.5 ang grado ng mata ko kasi and di ko na maremember kung anong mata ang 2.5 at alin ang 3.5.