Archive for August, 2005

A Good Cry

Wednesday, August 31st, 2005

Life has always been good to me that’s why in my own little way, I return whatever blessings I have by showing goodness to every person I meet.  But I remember clearly what a co-teacher once wrote me during our retreat, that I shouldn’t try too hard to please everyone. Perhaps, that friend of mine saw how I was spreading out myself thinly (and that’s speaking figuratively) in trying to accede to the wishes of others.

To be always sensitive to the needs of others is what I believe in and practice. But maybe, I’ve always been too sensitive to their needs for my own good. I am not wont to confronting people even when I feel bad already.  So when I feel down, you can just find me back in my reflective mood.

Just last week, I felt this ebbing point. Sleep didn’t seem to be on my agenda as I cried silently at 2 AM.

At that moment, I wasn’t exactly sure what I was feeling. I knew that I was sad; I was tired. Some things were just taking their toll.  But as I cried, I also felt ashamed that I was feeling that way because my reasons for crying seemed to be petty.  Suddenly, faces of people whose lives have always been in the pit flashed in my mind.  What gave me the right to complain when I am actually living a good life? Why am I crying when my being enervated does not even compare to the hardships of other people?  Those two questions I immediately had to ask myself.  Precisely at that instance, I felt guilty for entertaining self-serving complaints. 

Thank God for my husband who’s been one of my best friends too all these years. Upon seeing me, he was naturally concerned about my emotional state at that time.  After confiding in him my initial thoughts and sharing my realizations afterwards, his encouraging words lifted up my spirits. Not long after three in the morning, I was already in dreamland, snoozing to my heart’s content.

When I woke up 7 hours after, I welcomed the brightness that the sun’s rays offered. The good cry I let out several hours before made me feel emotionally unburdened. I faced the day with a smile on my face and a renewed vigor, with a promise of continuing to do what is good and right for everyone around me.

So what about my lacrimal glands? They’re momentarily inactive. But do cry once in a while. It’s ok. It’s good for the soul.

Q&A

Thursday, August 25th, 2005

I was tagged by my friend, Ana (betchay), in her blog (www.buhaykorea.com). An obedient friend that I am, I will answer the questions….hehe.

1. What are the things you enjoy, even when no one around you wants to go out and play?

    • reading newspapers, magazines, books

    • experimenting with different dishes and baked goodies in my Ate’s kitchen

    • watching shows in Foodnetwork and TLC

    • surfing for more news in the net

    • searching for delectable recipes

    • emailing family and friends

    • reviewing favorite episodes from my Korean drama series collection

        2. What lowers your stress/blood pressure/ anxiety level? Make a list and post it in your journal.

    • Prayer calms me a lot. Divine guidance is what I seek

    • I go to my room, close my eyes and take a deep breath

    • If my hubby is around (and he’s not the cause of my stress…hahaha…joke, joke, joke), then I confide in him whatever I think and feel because he can surely comfort, encourage and enlighten me

    • I play with my niece or if Bebot’s in her usual playful mood, then I run around the backyard with her

    • I email my family or my friends. Keeping in touch with loved ones gives me a feeling of peace

        3. Tag 5 friends and ask them to post it in theirs.

               Since everyone is busy with his/her own personal activities, I will not specify any friend anymore. But if you happen to read this, then you’ve just been tagged! ;)   

Bebot

Thursday, August 25th, 2005

Bebot_3 This is Bebot…the new "bunso" in my sister’s family. She’s a 9 week old beagle who’s turning out to be such a delight.  But she can be a cause of headache too. Hahaha!

My nephews and niece have long wanted to have a dog. Last year, when I was on vacation here, I heard them bugging my Ate and Kuya to get them a dog but their wish was always declined. But two weeks ago, the couple finally acquiesced to their children’s request.

Bebot was obviously named after one of Black Eyed Peas’ hit songs.  The popular group was here last month and my nephews had a grand time watching their free concert, sponsored by Best Buy. Since my nephews and niece, who all grew up here in Canada, would always hear me and my sister talk in Tagalog, it wasn’t hard for them to pronounce "bebot" for the first time. But all the neighbors who have taken notice of the very playful pup have added the dog’s name to their list of tongue twisters. ;p

I am a certified dog-lover, having taken care of as many as 28 dogs at one time in our house in the Philippines. They, who are called people’s "best friends" are truly loyal.  Seeing Bebot for the first time, after being purchased from dog breeders, made my heart skip a bit. I was really excited to have a dog again. Of course, she isn’t mine. But even if part of her play is biting our toes and destroying our shoes and slippers on the floor, I still appreciate having her around.

Poohs and pees…eeeek! They’re really yucky! But even if I have to bend over and clean the floor countless of times, it is ok with me as long as I know that Bebot’s presence makes everyone happy.

The Search Is On

Wednesday, August 24th, 2005

Although I’ve been in and out of British Columbia since the 1990’s, it was only in my recent trips here that I appreciated staying here for long periods of time. Since I’m now applying as an immigrant, I might as well learn to embrace everything that Canada has to offer.

My hubby and I are staying here in my sister’s house. My Ate and her family have graciously accommodated us in their lovely home. Johnny pays rent but for a very minimal cost. Since he’s been here since 2003 and I’ve recently moved in after our wedding, he feels that it’s about time we find our own place. For the past few weekends, we’ve been going out, scouting for apartment suites and condominium units available for rent.

Despite the scorching summer heat, it has been a lot of fun to check out different apartments. We looked at one-bedroom units as well as two-bedroom suites. Although we’re a young family that doesn’t have children yet, we are considering of renting a two-bedroom unit where we can welcome visiting family and friends. Narrowing down our choices to three, Johnny and I have been having long discussions on the merits and demerits of what we have on our list. One is located 20 minutes away from where we are now. Let me call it, “unit A.” Considering that my hubby travels 18 minutes in going to work, he will have to add another 15 minutes if we transfer to location A. That is not exactly a problem for him because in his previous job, he used to drive for two hours everyday. Anyway, this apartment we found boasts of two very spacious bedrooms and a large living room. But the kitchen and the bathrooms disappointed me. Although there were 1.5 bathrooms (meaning, the guests can use their own bathroom while we can have our own), the cabinets and ceiling looked very old. In the kitchen, the cupboards and the appliances didn’t look too appealing to me either. Being the eager learner that I am in the kitchen, I love cooking and baking. And that would mean I require a nice kitchen. If we choose this place, we may have to shell out extra money for repainting jobs.

Unit B also has huge rooms. However, Johnny and I couldn’t help but look at each other when we saw the hideous carpet. It was clean all right, but it had two or three tones, making it appear like there were stains. The carpet was also too thick, like fur. Feels comfortable to the bare feet but I can just imagine all the dirt that will hide in there. Oh, I don’t want the bugs and bacteria to have a feast right there. Hahaha! As for the kitchen, the cabinets and drawers were ok and the appliances were just 2-3 years old so that was mighty fine with us. The storage room was very big too. Johnny even ribbed the building manager that he can put an extra bed inside. However, my husband didn’t like the narrow hallway.

Among our choices, it was the third apartment that had the smallest rooms. Like Unit B, it only had one bathroom. But this was the most spacious bathroom among the three. Unit C merited the most praises from us because everything was immaculately clean. Although Unit A’s bedroom and living room walls were newly-painted, its other rooms were not renovated. But here in Unit C, everything was repainted. The manager said that she’s very strict with the maintenance that is why their units were never tagged as “leaky condos.” The carpet was exactly the same as the carpet we have in our room now in my sister’s house. Storage areas were big enough for us too. Then my eyes lit up when I saw the kitchen because the appliances and cabinets were new. I was excited right there and then. But of course, the downside was the unit’s size compared to Units A & B. It was several square feet smaller than the first two I described. Ugh, can’t we just have it all in one unit? (wishful thinking….)

All the apartments had balconies which Johnny and I weren’t so keen about. Honestly, we could do without it. But my brother-in-law said that it would be good to have barbeque there once in a while.

The parking was another thing we’re considering because of possible car thefts. Units A & C both had covered parking spaces which would be good for summer and winter. But Unit A would require additional $15/month to avail of that space. So far, the three locations offered the privacy, security and simple beauty we are looking for. But we both decided to still extend our canvassing.

We are now on our third week of hunting for the right apartment. A place that we hope can meet our needs best. With the rising prices of gas and other utilities, Johnny and I know that our choice to move into a new place all by ourselves will not be a cinch for the pockets. Feelings of apprehension are but normal, but we know that this is part and parcel of our journey as a newly-married couple. But when we do find the place that best suits us, we shall fortify our dreams and work hard in order to give our future family a great life. Besides, it will not just be a house for us, it will be our home.