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an unfaltering believer, rainbow catcher, wishful painter, rain dancer, out-of-tune singer, legitimate crammer, devoted lover, wandering dreamer, would-be healer and frustrated writer who is insanely in-love with a child's laughter..and God.

Wednesday, October 20, 2010

Calix Gabriel's Christening.




Oct. 16, 2010.
@ Molino, Cavite.

We became instant godmothers and godfathers to our sister's/Ken's very own bundle of joy. It's a radical but definitely momentous event for most of us, since it's our first time to have an inaanak with a ka-barkada as his parent. we sure are growing up.:D

'Til next christening..sino kaya next?;p

We love you Calix! -ninongs and ninangs
[All of these pictures are nakaw pics from Jek Calingan's picasa. haha.]

Ian's 22nd birthday.




October 18, 2010.
@ McDo MOA while waiting for tita carol and Ian's place.
simple, intimate celebration..just the way he like it.<3

**photos at Ian's place taken by kuya Clark.:)

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

our 23rd monthsary


by cor commander's request also.;p

October 16, 2010
morning til noon: @ my place in Cavite
midday: molino (attended Calix' Christening)
evening: Starbucks Tagaytay

<3

Wednesday, October 6, 2010

catharsis.

A Better Resurrection

BY CHRISTINA ROSSETTI

I have no wit, no words, no tears;
         My heart within me like a stone
Is numb'd too much for hopes or fears;
         Look right, look left, I dwell alone;
I lift mine eyes, but dimm'd with grief
         No everlasting hills I see;
My life is in the falling leaf:
         O Jesus, quicken me.


My life is like a faded leaf,
         My harvest dwindled to a husk:
Truly my life is void and brief
         And tedious in the barren dusk;
My life is like a frozen thing,
         No bud nor greenness can I see:
Yet rise it shall—the sap of Spring;
         O Jesus, rise in me.


My life is like a broken bowl,
         A broken bowl that cannot hold
One drop of water for my soul
         Or cordial in the searching cold;
Cast in the fire the perish'd thing;
         Melt and remould it, till it be
A royal cup for Him, my King:
         O Jesus, drink of me.



April, 
forgive thyself.
get some sleep.