Showing posts with label loving thoughts. Show all posts
Showing posts with label loving thoughts. Show all posts

Monday, July 4, 2011

Home of my heart!


It was an evening so full of tension. It was a now or never situation for me. I was ready to accept my fate in her heart. Six years and two days before Valentine’s ago, a scene I would wish to forget if it went the other way around. That day I chose her over others. That day she accepted me with all her heart.

Well as they say it’s all history now.

Not for me.

A turning point in life is never history. A turning point in life is never a past. That day was never a certain point in my life. I never etched it on a tree nor on a stone. I carried it around in my heart, in my mind, in my life in its ever present state.

According to my horoscope I am a restless lover but in the same breath states that I am loyal. But I firmly believe I maybe restless in loving but once my heart finds true love, it totally rest. I never thought I had such loving power. I never thought she could love me unconditionally!


I love her more today than yesterday. You are the home of my heart. My heart rest.

Sunday, June 19, 2011

Dad (Happy Father's Day!)

A few months before I was to graduate from high school I had one of the most memorable conversations with my father. Memorable because time was not a consideration.  Memorable because we talked of so many things I thought he would have no interest in. Memorable because it was a conversation between men, not between a father and a son but of close buddies. I wished then that time won't set in but instead I got a better deal, memories of that moment etched in my heart.

We talked about life. We talked about sports. We talked about family and friends. We talked about anything and everything under the sun. It was the day my childish fear of my father turned into reverence and love. The child has now grown into a mature friend. 

The experience you have with your father affects the way you look at God. Its true. Horror stories about daddies who are monsters are but an appendix of the whole book of true fathers. Let us pray that God equip them with fidelity and love, shield them from the deception of pride and laziness and help them breakthrough the barriers of a stagnant relationship into a creative and joyful one. You'll know there's a true father in the house when God is big in the hearts of his children. Salute'!

Sunday, May 8, 2011

Mom

When I told you that you will go up the stage and pin me some medals on my high school graduation, you were a joy to behold.

Shocked.

Disbelief.

Skeptical.

But your eyes gave you away. I saw a smile. I saw happiness and real belief that I was not pulling your leg. I saw you were proud of me. Even though those medals were not major ones, I felt you were one with me in my success.

I guess that's just the way mothers are. Major or minor achievements don't matter. What matters most is the achiever, who for nine months shared everything with her.

I know I caused you troubles too but I know deep within you love is stronger far than those.

I wish time will come soonest that I can date you more, laugh with you more and spend time with you more. The most important woman in my life, Mom!

Happy Mother's Day!