Keeping on…


There sometimes comes a point in our lives when we get discouraged and quit doing some of the noteworthy things we’re doing, thinking that they might just be a waste of time. And then sometimes, out of the blue, by some stroke of fate, a stranger comes up to us and encourages us to dust our shoes off, get back on our feet, and keep going.

The words of an ancient apostle ring true: “Be not weary in well doing.”

And so I will try to write again!🙂 Wheeee!!🙂

THANK YOU, Art, for knocking on my car window that day and encouraging me! My heart is filled with gratitude for you!🙂

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Life has been quite interesting for me lately. I got into a myriad of challenges that I thought were pretty intense, until I had the opportunity to sit down and listen to an old friend’s troubles and mine immediately shrunk and suddenly seemed so trivial. I guess it’s Father’s way of comforting me and making me feel more grateful for all the blessings that I have.

So, I got up and brushed it off, shrugged my shoulders and told myself to carry on. C’est la vie!!🙂 We can choose to be happy! We can choose to appreciate the rainbow after the rain!! And to look forward to the sunrise after the dawn!!

Life is meant to be a test, yet we are designed to be happy while we are here on earth! (Yes, despite all the trials🙂 ) Let us all strive to live up to our potential and be the best that we can be—no matter what our circumstances are.

As I always say—we just need to keep on keeping on!🙂

Have a fabulous week everybody! It feels good to be back!🙂

Modern-day Miracle


Miracles do happen.

I was a teenager when I joined The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, but despite my youth I knew in my heart that it was true. I felt the “burning bosom” spoken of in the scriptures and although I still struggle with many weaknesses and imperfections to this very day, I would like to think that its teachings made me a better person.

The joy that I felt in my heart was something I wanted to share. I served in different callings in the Church that gave me the opportunity to teach the gospel, but something about my patriarchal blessing stood out—I was told that it was my duty to convince my dad to accept the gospel. I was perplexed. I was about 16 years old when this blessing was pronounced upon my head, and in my young mind I thought the patriarch must’ve been uninspired because I was sure at that time that it would never, ever happen.

Don’t get me wrong. My dad is a good man, but during my youth, he succumbed to almost all the corruptions of the world. He was a distant father and my siblings and I had a cold, detached relationship with him. I could never imagine him becoming tame, let alone bearing the priesthood of God.

But all that changed last Saturday.

Over the years things happened in my dad’s life that made him become more responsible. He developed a maturity that made him a more humble, caring, and loving father. The birth of his many grandchildren enabled him to nurture his soft side and he became a kind, gentle, and thoughtful Opa. He became a new person who eventually opened up his heart and mind to the teachings of the gospel.

Thirty years later, on August 30, 2014, my dad finally accepted the gospel and went down to the waters of baptism. It was such a surreal sight to see. His youngest son baptizing him with the proper priesthood authority. I couldn’t hold back the tears. I never thought this day would ever come. It was a fulfilment of a prophecy that our patriarch pronounced on my head decades ago. It was a miracle that I would forever be grateful for. I almost gave up on him, but our Heavenly Father didn’t. He put the right people at the right time, at the right place and circumstances so that my dad could receive the baptismal ordinance in his lifetime. As our youngest brother conferred to him the priesthood the next day, I could imagine all the many wonderful blessings that await our family. A new chapter would now be written in his book of life. Such an exciting phase for him and my heart is filled with joy and gratitude.

As I ponder upon all these things, I realize that our Father is a perfect God who gives each of His children many chances to get back on track. WE sometimes give up on other people and sometimes even on our very own selves, but He never will. He loves us with a perfect love that we can never comprehend.

As we try to emulate His examples, let us consciously give each other many chances as well and not give up hope on anyone’s struggle to get back on track and become a better person.

Have a fabulous day everybody!! Keep on keeping on.  


In 2009, when typhoon Ondoy devastated cities and towns (including mine) with unprecedented number of deaths in Metro Manila, I thought I already saw the worst—and then came typhoon Yolanda.

Super typhoon Yolanda (International Name: Haiyan) was declared as an “Extremely Catastrophic Super Typhoon” by the Philippine Atmospheric, Geophysical and Astronomical Services Administration (PAGASA) a few days before it made its landfall in Central Philippines on November 8, 2013. At its peak wind gusting up to 380kph (235mph), it registered as a Category 5 Hurricane in the Saffir-Simpson Scale and was declared the fourth most intense tropical storm ever recorded and the strongest to ever hit land.

As we watched from a distance here in Manila how the affected families rose above the situation—with an estimated death toll of 5,632 (as of this writing and climbing), damage to properties and agriculture amounting to PHP 30.8 billion, many missing members of families, children’s education standing at a halt, people sleeping on the streets after losing their homes with no food and water for many days—we cannot help but reach out to find ways on where we can extend assistance and provide support and comfort, even from afar.

I had the privilege of volunteering for The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints in their effort to donate 10,000 personal hygiene kits and 10,000 food kits from Manila to the survivors of the calamity a couple of days after the typhoon hit.  A total of 1,500 volunteers from different ages, races, and backgrounds came to the Aurora and Quirino meetinghouses to repack goods which were afterward picked up by Alagang Kapatid Foundation and the Philippine Navy for distribution to different parts of Leyte.

I also had the opportunity to assist in the interview of the first batch of missionary survivors who were evacuated from Tacloban to Manila and to listen in as they shared their individual stories that helped increase my faith in God and in the goodness of the human race.

Despite the bitter pain and trauma that most of the survivors experienced, they were extremely grateful that they survived the ordeal and that their lives were miraculously spared. Most of them lost all of their material possessions, but they were still very thankful that the most important of all their possessions were still with them—their families.

In this season of Thanksgiving, may we remember the things that matter most in our lives and have the heart to share some of ourselves—be it our time or material possessions—to those who are in need. Many lives have been lost and even more lives have been changed by this recent calamity. We are in a position to help lift heads that hang down and provide comfort to those who are in need of comfort. May we find time to reach out and offer a helping hand. As we do so, I know we will find joy in our hearts that no amount of money can buy and appropriately express our thanksgiving for all the blessings that we have.

I love spending time with my family. Even if my siblings and I already have our own families, we always spend long vacations together or just hang out on Sundays at my Dad’s place. It’s a great way to stay connected and in touch with each family member. Families are forever!🙂

Moving on…

school bus

I was balancing my budget for the month and paused when I saw the entry “school bus” from the list. This entry is for the monthly payment of my son’s school bus fee, and since he would already be graduating from high school this month, then I would have already made my very last school bus payment for the rest of my life! I had mixed emotions about this—relief because it was one less bill to pay, but at the same time I felt nostalgic as I realized how fast time really flies. There is no turning back. My son (I originally wrote “baby” here) is growing up fast and there is no way I could stop it from happening.

Yet such is life, as I always say. We move on and progress from one phase to the next. This is an eternal principle that we must all go through. We cannot remain stuck in one place and expect growth that way. We should be ever learning, ever seeking for something better than we were yesterday. Life is a journey and I believe that every day is a chance for a new beginning.

As I see my children grow up and explore new things in life, I sometimes fear the thought that we wouldn’t be as close as we were before. Letting them go seems to be a sad and uncomfortable thing to do, but I know it must be done. This way they can find their own spots under the sun and bless the lives of those they come across with. I will not hold them back knowing what wonderful people they have become. It’s such a privilege to have been given a chance to raise them as their mom. I am very proud of both of them and grateful for the opportunity given me to have been part of their lives. They have taught me many things, above all, how to give and receive unconditional love. I thank our Father in Heaven for all His blessings and for helping me raise them up. Having them has been the greatest joy and priceless blessing of my life.

And now on to more adventures in life!

Have a fabulous week everybody!!!🙂


It’s my first post in 2013 and it’s Valentine’s Day!!!🙂 A lot of people in the world are celebrating this special day. I just feel like sharing the love with everybody today.

No matter where you are… Whatever language you speak… Whatever color of skin or hair you have… I want to wish you all a very happy Valentine’s Day!!

Let us share this day with people we love—our family, our friends. And if we feel like we don’t have anybody, remember there’s One up there who loves us so much more than we will ever comprehend.

Have a fabulous Valentine’s Day everybody!!!🙂🙂🙂

An Unexpected Gift

Christmas is a time our hearts turn to the Savior Jesus Christ. This is a true story of one woman’s experience as she learns that the Lord loves us and knows our specific circumstances.