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Thursday, June 28, 2007

I'm IT!


I love being on Technorati mostly because each time I log on, I see new posts from my favorite bloggers, and partly to see who faved me recently. (By the way, thank you to those who did! Those of you who haven't YET, I know who you are so make sure to fave me, even if it's just for humanitarian reasons. Please? Pretty Please? hehe Do I sound like I'm begging? Okay, maybe I am!)

Going down the list, I came across Weng's new post, stating that she's been tagged and in turn, to tag 8 other people and I was one of the lucky "its". Being unsure and still fairly new to this, I checked out her blog to see what being tagged is all about and what it entailed. I left her a comment after reading her post and I don't think I've given her enough time to send me a comment to let me know I've been tagged ~ Please let me know if I'm breaking any rules by jumping the gun. Should I have waited for her notice? Anyway, I'm game and quite anxious to get started, eventhough I'm not sure if I can list 8 random facts about me without putting anyone to sleep.

Tagged by Weng in one of her posts on WengOnline.

The rules of engagement:

1. I have to post these rules before I give you the facts.

2. Each player starts with eight random facts/habits about themselves.

3. People who are tagged need to write their own blog about their eight
things and post these rules.

4. At the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get
tagged and list their names.

5. Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them they’re tagged,
and to read your blog.

8 RANDOM FACTS ABOUT ME: (fingers drumming, hmm... this is harder than I thought!)

FACT 1: I'm the youngest and only girl. I have three brothers and I'm glad my parents didn't decide to stop having children until they had a girl > yup! that's ME!

FACT 2: I have two boys: a Five and a Three yr old. My eldest graduated (promoted is what they call it here) from preschool today! Each child's name was written on a handprint and below their name was what they wanted to be when they grow up. My son wants to be a doctor! I better start looking for a second job just in case he decides to pursue this career!

FACT 3: When I graduated from Preparatory in the Philippines, we were asked to step up to the mic, say our names and what we wanted to be when we grow up. Of course, this took much practice on our part. Teachers asked the children beforehand what they wanted to be. When the teacher came up to me, I proudly said "I want to be a doctor" and I guess by that time, she was already tired of hearing kids say the same thing so she told me to think of something else. Being a five (going on six) year old, my list of careers was limited so I half-heartedly said "dancer", which I'm not with my two left feet. So on my graduation day, I did as I was told. I stepped up to the mic and after saying my name, I was so tempted to say "I want to be a doctor" (I thought to myself, what would my teacher do if I did say that? Climb the stage and make me say what we've practiced?) but I chose not to defy my teacher and the nuns watching nearby. So yes, I wanted to be a doctor. But instead, I'm now a training analyst at one of The State Agencies in California. So, I'm glad my son wants to be a doctor. I just hope he becomes determined enough to become one!

FACT 4: Still waiting for the greatest love of my life. Time will not change the way I feel for you.

FACT 5: I once caught a humming bird with my bare hands! I was in my late aunt's garden when I saw a humming bird flitting among the roses. Childhood memories of catching dragonflies flashed before me so I thought I'd try it on a bird. Why not? I strategically positioned myself, aimed and with one swift sweep, the humming bird was in my hand! I held on to the tiny bird long enough to study it up close. Once my curiosity was satisfied, I set it free. I must have not done any damage to its wings because it was gone in a flash as soon as I opened my hand. I consider that as a "once in a lifetime" conquest!

FACT 6: I've lost 21 lbs since February of this year. It's not easy to lose weight, but discipline makes it possible!

FACT 7: I like to people watch. My bestfriend Arvin and I used to (during our younger, carefree days) just hang out at Starbucks and talked about people who walked by. We made up stories about them and laughed at our creativity (we could have made money selling our stories to film makers!) We used to also drive 2 hours to the airport to see fresh immigrants (easily spotted by their big brown x-ray envelopes ha ha!) We made fun of those waiting to meet their relatives and sometimes we pretended that one of us was leaving and get in line with the rest of the travelers at the airline counters or the line that takes you inside the terminals (we left the line when we got closer to the inspector) ahhh yes! those were the days!

FACT 8: The beach is one of my favorite places. Arvin and I frequented the beaches on the coast of San Francisco and we would take a big cooler packed with cream cheese and strawberry croissandwiches, juice, water, chocolates, fruits. I also made my hot artichoke dip. As if that wasn't enough for just the two of us, we'd also fill up a whole paper bag with cookies, chips and just about any junk food we felt like bingeing on. Our friendship was solidified by gluttony and immortalized by our friendly (most of the time harmless)banter of how much weight we've gained and what to do to burn the calories we shamelessly consumed. True friendship knows no boundaries ~ literally, through thick and thin! Although, I learned that using the latrine at those beaches was another adventure in itself. I was always afraid of falling into the gaping hole! After that, we limited ourselves to fastfood and water.

Wow that was fun! It sure brought back a lot of fun memories! Okay, what was I supposed to do next? Ah yes! I need to tag 8 people. I apologize in advance if you've already done your 8 random facts (I made sure to check first, but if you have already been tagged by someone and I missed your post, please let me know so I can read it!) The rules do not say it's imperative that you do your 8 random facts or lightning will strike you. You're under no obligation to comply, but I still think it's a fun way for people to get to know you a little more. So without further ado, I'm tagging the following:

** Kelvene
** Angel
** Janice
** Motherwise
** Michael/PsalmsofHope
** Michelle
** Felmar
** Bien
*************************TAG! YOU'RE IT!************************

Wednesday, June 27, 2007

Shame On Me!


Shame on me for doubting! Thank you Papa God and Mother of Perpetual Help for a prayer answered!

Once again, God proved to me that He is listening!

Please forgive me.

Sunday, June 24, 2007

You Are Beautiful!

I stumbled upon this video and I'd like to share it with all the women across the globe. Okay, I'm sharing it with all the men out there, too, whose perception of beauty can be distorted sometimes =)

Tuesday, June 19, 2007

Master Your Ability To Breathe Underwater


It was a beautiful tropical day, filled with activities; packs of teens buzzed in and out of the resort lobby, staff scurried to fulfill guest requests, toddlers laughed and screamed with delight as they splashed in the kiddie pool, while the mothers kept a vigilant watch of not just their own, but other kids as well, as if there was an unspoken agreement among the mothers: “I’ll watch your kids and you watch mine. Two, or fifty pairs of eyes are better than one.” The kids didn’t throw a single tantrum. Everybody had a good day. After a long day of fun and play, fatigue had taken its toll on the children so there was no protest when they were tucked in bed. With the kids now settled in the room, I decided to go for a walk and enjoy some quiet time to myself. The sun had already begun its descent so by the time I reached the west end of the grounds, the temperature had cooled to several degrees. With all the guests sequestered inside the resort and recharging for the next day’s scheduled events, the premises now became a retreat for someone like me, who sought the kind of solitude where my thoughts were my only companions. The pool’s sparkling water broke my reverie, reminding me that I have not submerged in it longer than the time it took me to fish the kids out earlier that afternoon. Now I had the pool to myself and it enticed me to plunge into its calm, refreshing water. In an instant, I found myself swimming my way to the bottom of the pool, every stroke and kick took me deeper and deeper, relaxing my muscles, clearing my mind, and I felt as though nothing existed on the surface! I felt so free that I wanted to stay underwater and swim to eternity. At least until I needed to breathe. My lungs constricted, no oxygen flowed to my brain and my eyes widened in panic, desperate to see a hand that will pull me out of this watery grave! I treaded water as fast as I could but I know I won’t make it. I needed air now! Wait a minute! I realized this was all a dream so I could do anything I want! Cautiously, I took one shallow breath, expecting to drown as soon as water fills my nostrils but to my surprise, air filled my lungs and found that I could breathe underwater! The feeling of being invincible came with the discovery of my new but perplexing superpower yet I made a conscious effort to only take slow, shallow breaths. If I could do the unimaginable task of breathing underwater, what things can I not do or challenges can I not face? What a gift from above! The alarm woke me up with a renewed sense of self-confidence.

The first breathing underwater dream led to many more and with each succeeding time, I became more and more proficient with my skill. I also became more courageous in exploring my new world that my dreams eventually became adventures. In the beginning, I only thought of this ability as a special talent that many would envy (at least even only in my dreams). How I wish I was able to do this in real life!

It is known that lucid dreaming is a learned skill (exactly how I acquired this skill, I don’t know). It is in this kind of dream when you realize you are dreaming and you are then able to control what happens in your dream - all while you're still asleep. It is estimated that fewer than one hundred thousand people in the U.S. have the ability to have lucid dreams.

Although Sigmund Freud and Carl Jung agreed that dreams were of psychological origin, they differed in their theories. And while I somewhat agree with Freud’s dream theories that were based on the ideas of repressed longing (the desires that we aren't able to express in a social setting), my belief are more in line with Jung, who felt that dreams allowed us to reflect on our waking selves and solve our problems or think through issues.

Searching through the numerous dream interpretation websites, I found out that being able to breathe underwater in your dreams is a way to regain control, a way of surviving although you are overwhelmed by everything around you. It’s true that there are challenges in my life right now and I also hold it to be true that I am in fact surviving every test – all because of the faith I have in God. I may not bring the superpower of being able to breathe underwater to my real, waking life, but my survival relies largely on my God-given ability to work through crisis and carry my cross. My unwavering faith gives me the freedom and confidence to face every challenge and the power to rise above any given circumstance.

From experience alone, I have come to know that my dreams allow me to see things from a different perspective, and they stimulate an untapped area of my brain which helps me solve whatever issue I am faced with. Because I know that dreams provide me with clues and messages, I pay special attention to recurring dreams. Dreaming of the same thing over and over is difficult to ignore so instead of shrugging it off, I dig deeper and think about what is going on in my life and I usually come up with an interpretation that makes sense to me. This is similar to seeing “signs” or seemingly innocent occurrences that happen in our lives that we cannot explain, but once put together, we are always able to unlock the code to a nagging question. Link to “Just Follow The Signs” to read more about this topic.

So before you dismiss a dream, analyze your current situation, or issues that you need to deal with and ask yourself if your dream is sending you messages and any significance it may bring to your life. If many have mastered lucid dreaming ~ taking control of your dreams ~ so can you! It will not only strengthen your confidence, but it will also enhance your problem solving skills. Link to “Dream Views” to learn how to control your dreams so you, too can master your ability to breathe underwater!

Sweet Dreams!

Remembering Dad

Hello everyone! I can't find a better way to introduce this special video that my brother put together, and instead of posting it on my blog, I'm directing you to The Greatest World Hero's page

Thank you bro, for this beautiful video! I'm sure dad is watching over us. He will forever remain in our hearts.

Wednesday, June 13, 2007

Wake Up Call

I found this video very compelling that I had to share it with my readers. I commend Dr. Wafa Sultan for bravely voicing her opinion on Islam and Terrorism. When asked why she agreed to do the interview, she said she's trying to change the mentality of her people, that by changing their way of thinking, she's changing their behavior which will eventually change their future.

While we cannot force our own belief and ideals on others, peace can still be achieved between two individuals or among countries once we learn to respect each other for the human beings that we are. Religion plays a significant role in our lives, it's the source of our morality that influences our behavior. We are divided by the way we worship and who we worship, yet there stands one commonality between us when we both say our own religion is the true religion, when we say our religion dictates only what is moral and teaches mankind to love and respect life. When we learn to accept and show kindness towards others, regardless of religion, then peace is not far behind.

It only takes one person to start a ripple, but we can produce a wave of change if we all work together.

Thanks to The Greatest World Hero for sharing this video with me.




Monday, June 11, 2007

Where the Grass is Greener


According to the March 2007 Annual Flow Report submitted by The Department of Homeland Security's Office of Immigration Statistics, in the year 2006, a total of 449,065 individuals were granted immigrant visas, wherein 9,539 were eligible for special immigrant status, and another 5,836,718 were granted non immigrant visas, allowing these lucky individuals to enter the United States. The report also showed that 1,266,264 became Legal Permanent Residents of the U.S., in which 65% already lived in the United States. Mexico ranks number 1 as having the most immigrants with 173,753; China comes 2nd with 87,345 and Philippines ranked 3rd with 74,607 legal permanent residents. Non-Immigrant admissions for 2005 account for 175.4 million. Since non-immigrants may enter the US multiple times a year, this figure is based on the number of arrivals rather than individuals. The Immigration and Naturalization Service (INS), currently known as U.S. Citizenship and Immigration Services (USCIS), estimates that in January of 2000 there were 7 million illegal aliens living in the United States, a number that is growing by half a million a year.

So why do more and more people migrate internationally? You don’t have to come from a third world country to understand the burning desire to cross borders. The National Geographic and Travel Channels (preferably in HDTV ) open the doorway to these impoverished countries in the comfort of your own home, with the occasional plug that a dollar goes a long way to help feed and educate a child from one of these countries. All of sudden, you become more appreciative of the coca~cola you have in hand and feel a tinge of guilt for leaving the water running while you brush your teeth. While documentaries of child labor can stir your compassion, you need to have a first hand experience to truly internalize and comprehend the mindset of these individuals and why the longing to escape their brutal environment grows as their hope for a brighter future dwindles. Unlike birds migrating south to escape the bitter climate of winter, people do a mass exodus for a number of reasons, whether to flee from social or political turmoil or the prospect of an increased economic opportunity is too great to ignore. In any case, people decide to leave when conditions in their homeland are no longer satisfactory and when conditions in another are more attractive. For these people, they’d rather fight the loneliness they’ll feel while in a foreign land and take their chance to make a better living for themselves and their family, than die in a futile attempt in their own territory.

People will do just about anything to have the chance to try their luck and roam where the grass is greener, like girls on the internet, searching for their “prince charming” who will sweep them off their feet and bring them to the promised land. The US embassy is bombarded everyday with hopeful tourists, immigrants, skilled and unskilled worker applicants and only a small portion are granted a visa that will open the doors to the realization of their much awaited dreams. Some of those who are not fortunate enough, go home with sad, defeated look on their faces, not sure how to tell their loved ones that they have just been denied, while others walk out with a stronger conviction that next time lady luck will be on their side.

Others may oppose the growing number of immigrants, with claims of migrant workers taking over jobs that should otherwise be filled by local residents, increase in welfare claims and cost of immigration which the tax payers are burdened with, etc. But if our ancestors were given the opportunity to start anew on U.S. soil, why can’t others be afforded the same chance? On this note, I’d like to share a link that hopeful applicants may find useful. Although the website targets immigrants from India, the website contains general information on applying for a visa (i.e. visitor, business, H1, fiancĂ©, spouse, student) as well as applying for a green card and U.S. Citizenship. The interview preparation tips are a must read for someone applying for a visitor visa and read about other people’s consulate experiences through the discussion forum.

Here are some tips when applying for a visa and when going for an interview:

--Get information on the visa process
--Prepare your documents neatly and completely
--Prepare for the most commonly asked questions
--Arrive early for your interview
--Ask for an interpreter if you are not fluent in English. (or don’t be afraid
to ask to repeat the question if it’s unclear)
--Be physically prepared (dress nicely)
--Provide concise answers. Be confident with your answers (don’t give more
details than necessary. It may only lead to more questions)
--Communicate politely and in a comprehensive way.
--The primary goal for the interview is to verify all information presented in the application and to make sure that you have enough ties back in your home country and will come back after your visit to the United States.Documents and interview questions are a few ways through which the consulate officer tries to determine the eligibility for the visa grant.

As I always say, things happen in perfect timing. If you get denied a visa, it’s probably not the right time for you to migrate. Have faith that God (whoever you believe to be your God is) has only good plans for you and being denied a visa could only mean that something better may come your way. If you are one of the few lucky ones, remember to give thanks for your good fortune and share your blessings with others! Good luck and Godspeed!

Sunday, June 3, 2007

Memento Mori


"Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn't do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbour. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover."
-- Mark Twain

Mark Twain’s quote encourages us to reach and live our dreams, to let go of our fears and plunge into a chasm of the unknown, to bravely discover our full potential while we have the opportunity. How many times have you said or heard someone say: "If I could only turn back time..." This phrase is often followed by "I would have done things differently" or "I would have started saving for retirement" or "I would have bought more shares of that stock" or "I would have had these lifted, my lips plumped, this or that tucked" or whatever it is that you didn't do, you wish you could have done 1, 7 or 15 years ago. More often than not, we end up wondering what could have been had we chosen the other option. Even if we knew what would make us happy, we still managed to veer towards what would eventually bring less satisfaction and sometimes even resentment. If only you followed your instincts and went with the decision you initially felt would be the best choice, you wouldn’t have wasted your time, emotions and energy living the consequences of your miscalculations. If only we didn't allow ourselves to be held captive by our own indecisiveness, then maybe we would have made the right decision from the beginning without having to blame ourselves by saying: “If only we could turn back time.”

While Mark Twain contributed to the initial inspiration for writing this article, my previous attempts to compose have all been unsuccessful. Each time I moved forward, I’d stumble and become lost for words. I couldn't quite express the picture I'm envisioning in my mind. There was something missing. After my third attempt of writing and re-writing, I almost gave up and considered to withdraw the article altogether. It’s been several days since I started it, but I could not (for the life of me!) find a central theme for my article that would create that unique personality which would distinguish it from the other articles I’ve written. I wanted a theme that would tie in more closely with its title: Memento Mori. This is why it took me awhile to publish this post. Contrary to the accusations of being lazy, I was faced with a real dilemma! I was simply not making the connection.

The desire to publish my next post made me turn to the one I always turn to in times of need. God. I prayed for God to stir my compassion and lead me in my mission to help through my posts, those who cry out for what we take for granted. I asked that barriers be removed so words will come out spontaneously. I waited.

I was in the shower when an idea came to me! It’s funny (as in funny ha-ha, not funny in a weird way), what you can come up with while in the shower, as if the act of massaging shampoo in your hair stimulates your brain that results in the formation of ideas, or the water pouring on your head are actual words that penetrate through your follicles and into your brain. An idea pops up in your head the instant the hot (mild or cold) water (words) hits your head. Lather. Rinse. Repeat. I wonder how many inventions came about from this ritual? Jokingly, I made a mental note not to think of anything heavy while in the shower from now on. (God really has a sense of humor) I was so excited that I could not wait to get started.

After taking my son to school, I went to St. Joseph’s. I gathered my purse, my phone (in case I get a phone call from school), and my laptop and headed inside. There was only one other person knelt in front of the altar. Despite of walking in quietly, I must have made a loud enough ruckus during my entrance because the man turned around, took a quick glance at me and proceeded praying. I don’t know if my entrance created a disturbance or if he was just naturally curious to see who entered the church. (I wondered if the man thought the closer he situated himself to the altar, the louder God can hear him.) Feeling guilty, I quickly dismissed the thought and I took a seat in the last pew behind him, away from the man’s peripheral vision. I set my things down more quietly this time as I didn’t want to create another diversion. I whispered an apology as soon as I knelt. I said my usual thanksgiving prayer and my usual cry for help (does God ever get tired of hearing the same prayer over and over). I ended by asking God to impart some of His words of wisdom and help me finish my article. After praying, I was on a mission to find an inconspicuous place where I can plug my laptop. After a minute of walking around, I settled in a remote end of a vestibule, where extra chairs, lecterns and various seasonal decors were stored. A chair was set facing the window, as if waiting for my arrival. I decided it was a good place where no one can see me with my laptop. (If someone did approach me, I’ll just say that that’s where God had beckoned me to take His dictations. I don’t think anyone would challenge that!) There was only one caveat: no outlet to plug in my laptop. Racing against my battery’s short life, I proceeded to type, saving every other sentence. Ideas came slowly at first. I was not prepared for what soon followed.

Forget thesaurus. I typed like I’ve never typed before. Words were forming in my mind faster than my fingers can type. Forget about spelling. I knew my article would require major editing but all I cared about was catching up with the ideas that were pouring like water on my head. I even had a nano second to invent a term for my newly discovered technique: Heartyping. Heart + typing = Heartyping. It’s my own writing technique, wherein you take dictations from your heart, even if words didn’t form complete sentences. Heartyping is feeling with your heart and typing those emotions/words onto your screen, as fast as you can, without worrying about grammar, spelling and punctuation.

Right then and there, I found what was missing in my prior attempts. I failed to see the real message behind “Memento Mori”. Until then. I found that I just needed to engage my heart! I was so caught up with the pressure to come up with a central idea, that I was thinking with my head, instead of feeling with my heart! My heart is what was missing! Although Mark Twain’s quote tells us that regrets can be avoided by banishing fears and taking a leap of faith, this is not what I hope to write about (actually, this is not a bad idea for future posts). It’s the idea that life is too short to waste on frivolous issues so we should seize every moment by doing the things that are most fulfilling to us and what brings us the most joy. (But this doesn't mean you can go on a shooting spree if this is what brings you fulfillment! There's still Karma! Please seek professional help!!) Engage your heart in anything and everything that you intend to do and you will more likely live a happy, fulfilled life provided all your intentions are good and will not inflict harm on anyone.

Sitting in that corner in sweet surrender to God’s wisdom, my heart was filled to bursting! (although my fingers did feel like bursting) I typed in complete sentences and hanging phrases, I typed everything I felt, remarks, anything that came to mind. I trusted that all the words my fingers were typing will make sense in the end. Several minutes of heartyping led me to the one, most important element of life: The human heart ~ the only part of our body capable of producing an overpowering emotion: Love.

“For God so love the world that He gave His only Son.” So why question God’s love when you’re behind on mortgage, or in between jobs, or when you didn’t get that BMW or a trip around the world for your birthday? Can we be more superficial than this? No sacrifice is greater than the sacrifice He made for us, because of His tremendous love for us. (amazing! My fingers typed this?)

Memento Mori. Remember you are mortal, therefore you should seize every moment that you are alive. Life is a gift from God and we should not waste a minute of it wallowing in self-pity or resentment over bad choices. Memento Mori. Remember you are mortal so make a commitment to enjoy even the simplest pleasures, to give thanks for all your blessings, to treasure life and surround yourself with love. Do you need to apologize to someone but pride is getting in the way? Do you have the urge to find a long lost friend? When was the last time you sat down with your kids, took them to the park or out for ice cream? Do you want to ask someone out on a date but afraid of being rejected? Want to try something new but afraid of failing? Are you holding back on letting someone know how you truly feel? What about those books you've been meaning to read or write? Have you even started? Well, what are you waiting for? (the cows to come home?) Let go of your insecurities and fears. Seize the moment! Not later, not tomorrow or the next day. The time is NOW. Whether you’re afraid of rejection or failure, or doubt your ability to make decisions, you will never go wrong when you follow your heart. Like I said, you will less likely regret your decision if this is what your heart dictates you to follow.

They say in heaven, love comes first. We have all the possibilities to make heaven a place on earth. Doesn’t it feel great to be in love all the time? Being in love doesn’t mean just being in love with the opposite sex. You can be in love with your kids, your pets, your passion for art, or in love with life, or whatever it is that brings inspiration into your life. You can even be in love with love itself! Does this sound crazy? Of course not! You feel good about yourself and your smile exudes confidence that radiates towards the people around you. Sometimes when I think about how much God loves us, my lips acquire a life of their own and they uncontrollably start to stretch across my face and I start giggling like there’s something wrong with me or something and I have to fight the urge to shout at the top of my lungs: “God loves you!!!” (but I knew if I did that, people will really look at me like there’s definitely something wrong with this woman!) Do you ever get that feeling? I tell you, it’s wonderful! (excuse me while I force myself to stop grinning). People at work think there’s a new man in my life because I seem to be happy and inspired all the time. So, I thought I’d play along and keep them wondering who the “mystery man” is. Little did they know, I’m in love with love itself! Seize the moment and feel the love around you.

Memento Mori. By accepting the truth about our own mortality, we will be compelled to take advantage of the present time ~ to "seize the moment" while we can and follow through on what we want to accomplish. You need not wait a few years or a decade from now to realize that happiness could have been achieved if you initially followed your heart.

Seeing that my battery was about to give up, I punched the save button. My laptop beeped and I was soon staring at a black screen. I quickly gathered my things, made the sign of the cross and said “Thank you, God!” and drove to Starbucks. Although Starbucks was just another minute away from my house, I wanted to capture my thoughts while they were still fresh (ok, that’s a lame excuse for wanting to enjoy a cup of java). I ordered a Grande Mocha Frappuccino, no whip cream. Seeing there was someone sitting in my favorite stuffed Pier 1 chair (too occupied with a textbook to even look up, clearly a student) and another student who took advantage of the corner table, I asked the girl where I could plug in my laptop. She showed me to a corner where she helpfully pulled a chair and a table for me to get my work done. When my document came to life on my screen, I was pleased to see that it was saved in its entirety. I went over what I had typed and I was astonished to see the tremendous progress I made in one church sitting than I had in the past several days. With a sip of my frappuccino, I began to edit my work. It was 3:20 by the time I decided to stop, barely enough time to get to my son’s school to pick him up from his pajama party.


Just as I had started the car, Des’ree’s voice on the radio crooned: “All I know, all I know, love will save the day!” Indeed it had!

Thank you, Papa God! Until our next collaboration.