In continuation to my thoughts on

images (5)Blogging is not one picking up a pen and creating content for the sake  of it, or so I believe. It is someone pouring their passion out as they tap away at the computer buttons (whatever your preferred device may be). Irrespective of the lack or increase in the number of likes, you should never start writing to please people.images (4)

You need to reach out to someone, but that can only happen when the real ‘you’ is put out there. There is a lot of fake material and people are looking for some genuineness so be one to front it.

People shall eventually love your work when they see that you have something that you stand for. If you do not have something particular that pulls at the strings of your heart, you will end up falling for anything.

Keep it real, always.

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imagesWaking up in the morning, for the last few months, has found me wishing that the night could give me some more hours of rest. Nonetheless, I am up, catering to the needs of my household with the help of my sweet husband.

There is nothing as tiring as house work, so I think. Then, there is nothing as rewarding as a clean and tidy house.

It is just another day in my house, and just another smile of gratitude from a satisfied mother because of how it has all turned out.

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imagesimages (3)Timo Cruz – “Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness, that most frightens us. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won’t feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine as children do. It’s not just in some of us; it is in everyone. And as we let our own lights shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.”


I have learnt to become whom I am supposed to be without fear of what others shall say.

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The last time, everything fit in three duffles. Packing up from one place to next seemed easy. It never took a week to pack up for a vacation.

However, that was ten years back. I have now established myself, and got a family of my own. So the notion of packing up for a vacation in just three duffles is close to a myth.

“Jessie, where are your sandals?”

“Mercy, may I have your pajamas, please?”

“Honey, do you remember where my hair drier is?”

That is how my packing goes for a week or so. Things get hidden under piles of clothes and there is need for the older people to cross check the bags lest we forget something.

Nonetheless, I love the growth, the joy of family, and I can not exchange it for a time without them.

I sure love my family, and I pray that God gives me the grace everyday to go the extra mile for everyone in my household.


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It may not be long since I begun blogging. Nonetheless, I believe that I have something I can pass on to new bloggers: images (2)

Let blogging be something you love before you turn it into a money making activity. That way, you shall continue to give your best many years down the road.

As you blog, it is great to learn from the masters of the art. However, never lose your identity lest you lose the purpose for blogging.


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imagesAs a stay home mom for the moment, blogging is actually my private activity. My life is about home and how it runs.

“Mummy, I need water”, cries the older one.

“Mmhhh mmhhh”, muffles the little one.

“Carry me, carry me” or raised hands is a call for attention.

These and many more are calls you do not want to ignore lest the nagging goes on and you do less for yourself.

Basically, if it is not the children, it is housework, or my spiritual life or my husband or other private writing. After that, blogging can receive some attention.

In all that, I am glad that I am needed somewhere yet also have the chance to do something for myself.

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Written for FFfAW – Week of January 26, 2016

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As change would have it, we moved from our childhood home. We had made many memories in that place, memories that I would carry with me always.

That is why when the chance to move back to my old town came my way, I could not hide my thrill. That night was filled with flash back after flash back about the games we had played, the friends I had made not to mention the pranks we had played on our caretakers.

I could not wait to walk the streets that had provided us with immense recreational activities. One of such activities was playing on the squares along the street. Though we were warned to keep off the busy street, we just couldn’t help it.

It warmed my heart to finally get back to familiar grounds.