Feed on


Again I would like to blame it on the weather, but I won’t. I love the sound of rain.

But yes, for some reason all is not well in my universe again.  After a fabulous four-day weekend, and sleep, lots of sleep, I knew there was a catch. The four glorious days in bed was the universe telling me to prepare, because a huge challenge is underway.

At times I would receive e-mails from readers, telling me that my article that week was nice, that the way I talk about family is very enlightening, that I do inspire them in my own little way.  Sometimes office clients would ask if I was the one writing for Sun*Star Baguio, and tell me that they find my articles funny, inspiring and ‘light’, that some feel good after reading it.  A former law professor who is now a co-teacher at the UC College of Law told me he enjoys reading my column, but that sometimes I use language for “bagets” and he could not fully understand what I was talking about.  That made me laugh, Sir, but for the record, our age is just a number and there is no crime against feeling young, all the time. Hahaha.

These feedbacks are very inspiring, and I cannot believe we have been couch chatting for five years now.  It only feels like yesterday that I started this column.  I am grateful for my readers, couch visitors, couch tambays if you may, especially those who thank and give praises for the “alleged” inspiration I provide.  But I would not pass up this opportunity to thank you, for giving me this couch likewise, to enable me to share my thoughts, air my observations, and oftentimes articulate my feelings. At times it feels like purging, like distributing the weight of the world to be shared among us; sometimes it feels like reaching out to an unknown audience, and getting a clear message across not waiting for a reply, just some good old inspiration and denouement.

Like right now.  I am under the weather not only literally, and the gloom of the actual weather is not helping.  But I have reached this far and thus far survived, and I am not going to stop trying now.  You see, it is not all roses and butterflies in this side of my couch.  But if you are going through much in life and happen to read this article, it would be wise to know, and accept, that giving up is never an option.

Pray, and keep the faith.  Life is never easy, but it is worth it, one way or another.

And once the storm is over, you won’t remember how you made it through,

how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, whether the storm is really over.

But one thing is certain:

When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in.

That’s what this storm’s all about.” (Haruki Murakami)


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