Seeing Angel in the Clouds!!!!

It was a lazy day for me, and so I hurriedly took shower to eased the feeling. As water touches my body, I accidentally took sight of the clouds outside the window of my bathroom. I was amazed and cannot describe the perfectness of its form combined with the sunset which carries the beautiful colors of pink, violet and coral. As I keep my eyes on it, I somehow formed an image of an Angel from the cloud. It feels like angels lending support and hugs to me as he knows that I am in dire need of comfort. It looks as if they are member of Heavens Angels who hugs and gives love to those who are weary. Oh, what a great relief, I somehow found the comfort and strength which have been missing from me from the day i woke up. Now I have come to realized....If human, birds and animals can be messengers from God,,,then it can be images from the clouds too. Thanks Angels from the cloud, I can again face this day with lots of strength and will power,,,,and please keep on watching over me.

God speaks to us in many ways and sends His messengers in many forms. For some it may be in the form of Angels. For others... Birds, and yet for others it may be something else, but always something significant or special to that individual, so they may understand and gain knowledge of His Love.

What My life Was Before I Became Fond of Facebook!

I must admit, there are things I used to do before which I wasn't able to do nowadays. I somehow been away from the normal things when I became aware of this so called "FACEBOOK". I don't know if I just forgot it for awhile or is it because I became fond (or shall I say addicted ) of games like farmville and yoville.

Aside from taking care of my kids, I was so engrossed then into cross-stitching, infact I have lots of it. Others are just kept in a bin and others I was able to put on frame. I even know how to sew, ha ha ha, that was the typical "me" before. I even spend until wee hours just spending on this hobbies of mine.

Why am I saying this? It's because somehow I realized that it seems am forgetting my hobbies already or maybe once in a while I should take my time out of my pc and instead hold that pin again and start doing the same hobbies again.

Ha ha ha,,,it seems am really is getting old,,,because somebody told me "when you are beginning reminiscing the past, then you are getting older".....LOL.

Here I am sharing with you some of my well-done cross-stitched job. Hope u like it guys. Have a nice day!!!!

I Was Deceived..................By A Man!

I was in an internet cafe one lazy afternoon and as I got seated, I can't help but noticed a man in one corner. His lips are so kissable, nice nasal ridge on the nose, forehead that are so dominant, relaxed-looking eyebrows that are so thick. Geez it's as if am in cloud nine looking at this man especially when I caught him biting his lips once in a while and carrying a goofy smile showing that nice pair of teeth. I can't remember how long I stared at him, all I know is he is a good sight to look at.

But then all these things fades, as another man came in and called him in a girly manner and gosh, he answered back the same way complete with a slight wave of his hands...waaaah . I told to myself, this couldn't be, how come a man like this would be that way. Oh no, I need to wake up, this is just a dream, but then I just have to accept, yeah this wasn't a dream,,,oh my,,,he is not a HE, but instead a HE-SHE, poor chick I am.

All my impression of him vanished, instead of me looking at him as if he is an Adonis who came down from heaven, am looking at him now as if he is a cross-eyed man, unshaved, whose having a forehead which looks like a helipad and oh I forgot his eyebrows doesn't suit him, it's as if he is a monster. Why it seems that I only realized it now that he is not really an Adonis but instead an epitome of Mrs. Doubtfire . Geez guess that's the effect when your illusion vanished in the air, you tend to see the reality and you end up saying to yourself, you are hallucinating chika. You've got to accept the fact that he is not a PRINCE CHARMING, but instead he is your SISTER

Oh gosh I better continue browsing the net instead!!!!

Teaching My Kids The Same Way They're Teaching Me!

I have four kids, two are in high school and the other two in elementary. I usually make sure that I have time for my kids so as much as possible I try to go home straight after work, to be with them and to help them in their assignments. If I am not around, my brother and sisters sometimes helped me with the kids' school work. I still help my kids review for major exams, particularly during finals.

But they're getting better now as they grow and are coping up with the way things are going. I don't know why, for they kept in talking, laughing, playing while reviewing especially my youngest and eldest sons. In short they sometimes mixed up playing with studying. They kept telling me that they need to rest for they're tired, that they need to watch their favorite tv show, play computers, etc. They have all the the reasons on earth....lol.

And to keep up with the role of being a mom, I helped them review for their periodical examination and did reviewers for them too. But there's this funny experience I had with them, there's a poem which my son have to memorized. To make it easier for him to memorize it easily, at first I let him skim it and then recite it. Then the other way is I wrote the poem but I emptied the other words as in I made it blank.

As I've been doing this, I didn't noticed that I had memorize the poem already. And so while he was reciting the poem, am also taking part. It was really a sort of precious moment for me, a quality bonding moment. Even my youngest son kept smiling at me, seems amused that I was able to memorized the poem . Ha ha ha, if only he knew that he have to memorized much longer than this in the future ;)

It's never an easy task but I have been surviving all through the years.With that I want to share with you the poem that my son taught me in return:

The Little Plant

In the heart of a seed,

Buried deep, so deep,

A dear little plant,

Lay fast asleep.

"Wake," said the sunshine,

"And creep to the light."

"Wake," said the voice

Of the raindrops bright.

The little plant heard,

And it rose to see,

What a wonderful sight,

The outside world might be.

A Poem For My Son(s)

My Son

Time is moving slowly.

The day is almost here.

The anxiety and joy is building up,

For my baby boy will soon appear.

I can't wait to see your smiling face.

And hold your little hand.

Just then I'll know deep inside that you're my little man.

Then you were born,you brought me happiness.

When u were just a bundle, you are so soft and fragile.

As you grew, you made me laugh and brought the joy.

I know a brand new love as I hold you in my arms.

You were so up, smart and giggly

from the first step as a tot, then off to school,

but every day I hold you in my thoughts.

Even you had your own set of friends,

I worried, watched and waited for you

and hold you in my prayers.

Though you're grown up now,

we'll never grow apart -

Whatever you do, wherever you go,

I'll hold you in my heart.

I have so much to share with you day after day.

And to you my son, I will give my love in each and every way.

View life as a continuing learning experience son,

and I know there will always something new you need to know.

"A mother' love never grows old, it is that substance that is made of pure gold, and last until her life' story has been told, as God graces her loving heart forever."