progress 071.jpgScribbling down quotes of note that I hear from lines of a song or movie dialogues is one of those mushy habits that I possess. I write them everywhere: at the back sheets of a notebook, post-it notes or even pieces of any blank paper I can get hold of, only to get lost somewhere in my abubots and find each one at the most inopportune times.

At a time when I am so pissed off with my brother for making me feel that my efforts aren’t good enough (yesterday), I got this in my socks drawer:

It is not our abilities that show what we truly are, it is our choices.

Correct me if I’m wrong, but I think the above line was from the movie Harry Potter 4 (Goblet of Fire): wisdom from the mighty Albus Dumbledore (rather, J.K. Rowling)

Speaking of wisdom, here’s some more wisdom from the “not-so-very-wisdom-full” me:

Our choices not only show what we truly are, our choices make us what we are:

The risks we took at life-defining moments.

The crazy things we did and the bets we threw each time we gambled at love.

The paths we chose to take at each cross-road we stumbled upon.

Life taught me to:

Take risks, enjoy its blessings and suffer its curse. Be it for the love of your love, friends or family.

Love without abandon, selflessly, with your whole heart and soul. After all it is not love if you only love with half a heart. Is there half a soul?

Give without asking anything in return and to share a portion of even the last thing that you have, if it will make a difference in the life of others.

These after all are what God wants us to do, even if they are easier said than done.

Those risks and the loves I gave (or threw away) made me stood on their consequence, be it a blessing or a curse.

Friends separate and depart, love abandons (and hurts deeply!), and family is not always as appreciative like you want them to be (either that or they have a very good job at pretending).

At the time being, Raine, though appreciative and loving in his own little ways, is too young to fully understand my seasonal sentimientos de asukal.

Gone is the only person in my family who was openly proud and truly appreciative of the littlest of me and my efforts and accomplishments: my father. He was the only one in my family who thinks, dreams and gets pissed-off like I do.

Well one cannot choose one’s family or the person one is going to love.

BUT after all those, you’ll love again and you’ll give even more, whole-heartedly and selflessly, with a hope and a prayer that next time it’ll be sweeter and true, while family remains family and you will continue to love them, despite their shortcomings and insensitivities.

I’ve laughed, cried and I will cry and laugh again.

progress 071.jpgYou win some, you lose some. Like in a song…

that’s the story of…

that’s the glory of love…

Pardon my blabber, I just need a hug. But a slight pat on the shoulder will do.

I miss you ‘Pa…terribly so. ;-(