Welcome to my new HOME! Come in, come in. Would you like a cheese pimiento sandwich? How about some Lengua de Gato? Pichi-pichi, perhaps? Feel at home, feel at home lang. You’re free to roam around the hallways of my new home and open the doors to each room. Each room was lovingly decorated with topics, entries, and photographs–both old and new, which I hope you’ll enjoy. It’s a simple home, a humble home, but a home that I really am proud to call my OWN. And in this HOME, you are always welcome. Not only as a visiting guest, but as a family member. I’d also like to take this opportunity to thank my darling friends who have breathed life into my blog, giving it a much needed OOMPH.
I woke up from a nightmare at 6 in the morning. My husband was still asleep, but I just had to shake him to wake him. “I had a REAL nightmare!“, I told Patrick. (Funny that I used REAL when it was obviously just a dream) I began to recount the details of my bad dream. It was about my blog launch, everything was a flop and things didn’t go as planned. When I ended my kwento, a half-asleep Patrick leaned over, hugged me, and said “It’s okay Love. I’ll read your blog. Even if I’m the only one who reads it, at least you’ll have one reader. And I’ll attend your blog launch party. Even if I’m the only guest there.” And then I go, “And you’ll wear seafoam green? Because that’s the theme!” and he answers, “Nyeh!Wag na!” This made me realize a lot of things this morning. It made me confront my fears and completely surrender it all to the Lord. I’ve been so nervous about this launch, It feels like I’m in grade 3 all over again.
I’m not sure if I’ve shared this with you in the past, but for the sake of an analogy, indulge me please. Unlike most families, mine was a very kuripot one. I never had big, lavish parties at age 1 or 7. Now that I think of it, I didn’t even have a proper debut. All my friends had ballroom parties and Rajo Laurel dresses, while I had BBQ and pizza when I turned 18. Instead of 18 roses, 18 Pork BBQ sticks ang ipinabigay sa kin. Hahahaha! Our birthday celebrations were always simple but FUN—consisting of a wading pool in our small garage and free for all spaghetti. There was one birthday celebration (I don’t recall if it was for Daniela’s birthday or mine) that involved a dance off–FOOTLOOSE pa!
My parents were very creative and resourceful. It used to flood a lot near our old house so I recall my dad stepping out into the flood with his rolled up pants and a red pail to collect “guppies”. Sabi niya “Aha!Now we have giveaways for your party!”. He placed a few swimmers in each plastic bag and fastened it nicely with a ribbon. He distributed them to our guests at the end of the party. Benta! Everyone was happy to bring home their “new pets” and my dad’s only expense was the plastic bags..and the ribbon! To the animal rights activists reading this, please be kind. It was the 80s and my dad was just a middle class father trying to be “cool” to his kids. Hehehe!
Remembering my childhood and all the creativity my parents had to churn out (even with limited funds and rescources) to make it memorable and meaningful, made me contemplate about my blog further and how I’d want it to take shape. It may not be ladened with glossy photographs and stellar layouts. And perhaps I’m not the smartest, most convincing writer in blogosphere. Maybe my entries have grammatical errors, are in dire need of a spell check, and lack in highfalutin words. Even the word highfalutin is already highfalutin for me. I had to google it just now to check if I spelled it right. Hahahaha. But what I lack in brilliance, I make up for with humor, candor and warmth. I try very hard to be creative, intentional and positive in each and every post and I hope that will be enough reason for you to visit my site again and again.
Just last night, Patrick showed me a message on his FB. It came from an acquaintance he met years ago. It was a guy talking about how his wife was able to get through difficult times just by reading my blog, and he was asking me to write his wife back to offer personal encouragement. I felt so unworthy of the recognition. Napaisip tuloy ako. I was slurping on some spicy Tom Yum soup while reading it and pumasok ata yung chili sa ilong ko because I was choking up over the very simple FB message. Then it hit me, this is why I blog. I’ve been so blessed to have been given this platform. And these people, my readers, have chosen to journey with me fully aware of my own shortcomings and limitations. They’ve embraced me and welcomed me into THEIR own homes virtually, even if I’m not exceptionally talented, famous or interesting! It only points back to the BIG GUY and what He’s done in my life and in this blog. And that’s what deserves recognition. When I was struggling with my personal faith years ago, I remember Patrick telling me constantly to “Allow God to sweep you off your feet” and it’s only now that I totally get it. My life may seem simple on paper and the world might call me “average” because I don’t possess the tags of the rich and famous—but because of HIM I live a life of wonder, adventure, and amazement. And that’s what makes my heart FULL. And that’s what I wish for each and every person who drops by my blog too. Whatever that may look like in your life right now, whatever season you might find yourself in—that you find FULLNESS in the Lord and that it shows in the life that you live each day!
So thank you for visiting my BLOG! Isn’t it PRETTY?!?!!? I hope you find something that interests you, from Beauty to Travel, Foodie Finds and everything else in between. If you have some fresh new ideas to suggest, feel free to drop me a line at firstname.lastname@example.org and I’ll see what I can do to inject some of your insights. So this is it, folks! My new and improved blog! My buddy Joaquin suggested it and I couldn’t agree more, #NENENOMORE is the perfect hashtag indeed for this blog! It’s still ME, only better (I hope!) Hahaha!