Rhyss! I'm going to wash dishes again. Then I am going to cook, then we eat, then I will wash again.

It's a vicious cycle Ma.

There are things/places that works like magic to me:

My boys' laughter...never failed to make me feel blessed

Aaron's hugs and Rhyss' "how are you ma?" after a tiring day

Bookstore...always makes me feel happy every after visit

My winter outfit...makes me feel pretty. Haha.

Kitkat...

Sammie's "I love you auntie Christine"...

Stormie Omartian and Joel Osteen books...

Pens, different kinds and different colors...

Massage...

Zumba...

Perhaps every girls dream is to be treated like a princess. Secured and assured that they are loved. Constantly reminded how precious and fab they are. The importance of knowing that they are special and needed. 

In the end, the only one who can fulfill all those is the lover of our soul. There is only one God who can do those things, accepting us even in our filth, and no matter how much we mess up. 

While eating breakfast, he choked. 

What happened? 

I am just not used to having my adam's apple going up and down. 

My knight in shining armor

I have so much work lately, no full time help, my husband out of the country, and my youngest sick. It was  like juggling all my roles altogether.  I felt so physically tired, emotionally burdened, and stressed. With that guilty feeling of leaving my children all on their own, my 13 year old taking care of his sick 5 year old brother while all his friends are on a grand vacation playing HOC.

My body finally gave in to  too much stress the other day. But my teenager just allowed me to sleep and rest, never complained, and took care of his ading even if it means depriving himself of sleep also. He waited until the schedule of his ading to take his medicine, and willingly administered his "banyos" because our little boy was still very hot at that time.

I am blessed to have a teenager as responsible as my son. So I will not anymore fear if he talks about how excited he is with being a teenager, with his adam's apple starting to show.

I just want to sit on a bench and watch the colors of fall...

Not too many people have the real gift of engaging in meaningful conversation. 

I never loose. I either win or learn.