Home is where the heart takes you:
Any place can be home if there's warmth and care;
Gladness and brightness abound for all
Home for me is where love and care blesseth.
Love is everywhere if we only do care
Love isn't there `coz people do not care!
I believe in my heart that God keeps and helps us
As we seek for that something we always want to have.
'Tis Love that we want, 'tis Love that we seek.
Look not beyond the hills, but look near your heart,
Stop whining and whimperin.....for
Love may be somewhere just within your grasp....
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Love is everywhere, true, but slippery like an eel. People find it difficult, if not impossible to say what they feel because the are emotionally bankrupt, or they are hoarding their emotions.They show their love with flowers on a wreath, which abound in funeral parlors. Why can't they show their love when the recipient is still warm to reciprocate. It is too late to give flowers when the loved one is behind the glass ...
After my Tatay's sudden demise, I learned that IF we love someone, we HAVE to SHOW IT and SAY IT,
to the point of being `makulet'....
Kahit na ilang beses sa isang araw, kung kaya mo, da best!
You see, my Nanay was from the old school: one that seemed so cold but we know and feel that she loved us all. She wasn't the hugging, cuddling type. She never openly said she loved us, nor my Tatay....
When Tatay died, she wailed and cried openly that she loved him, too.
I told her, "Why didn't you tell him when he could still hear you?....when he could have appreciated your words better?"
I learned a lot after that:
I realized that when we love someone,
we have to tell him/her.
We have to......
For tomorrow may not come,
By then will be too late.
My Nanay became more loving after that until her own time came. She waited for me to come home before heaving her last breath.....
I was away for two years then on a study grant: THAT was the only time I was away from her.....
But her friends and other kamag-anaks said she always talked of me with fondness.....
I never knew that when she was alive. I only learned about them later during the wake when people came to me to tell anecdotes of Nanay and her words. I cried then, even as I cry now......
as I recollect memories sweet and bitter.
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Eternal rest grant unto Tatay and Nanay....and Let Your perpetual Light shine upon them, O Lord. Amen.
Dear tora, sweet tora, am so sorry to know that you are an orphan completely - but be of cheer. You still got your lolo to show your love to.
I know, I know....
That is the reason why I am here. Had it not been for Lolo, I would have been in another part of the States where my brods are based.....
I guess this is my fate/kapalaran/unmei......
Thanks, `Lolo Luis' for sharing your thoughts and part of your precious time......I am forever grateful.
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