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My Life....MY Heart....My Thoughts: ADVISES...FOR HUSBANDS, FOR WIVES, FOR PARENTS, FO...
My Life....MY Heart....My Thoughts: ADVISES...FOR HUSBANDS, FOR WIVES, FOR PARENTS, FO...: I have no degree in parenting, nor do I have a perfect family...these are just my thoughts... Advises for husbands.... Protect your wife...
My Life....MY Heart....My Thoughts: PAHABOL NA ADVISES FOR THE NEW YEAR
My Life....MY Heart....My Thoughts: PAHABOL NA ADVISES FOR THE NEW YEAR: PAHABOL NA MGA ADVICE FOR THE NEW YEAR... First...Don't be afraid or hesitant to say, "I'm sorry!".... Even if you never m...
My Life....MY Heart....My Thoughts: EVERYBODY DESERVES A BREAK
My Life....MY Heart....My Thoughts: EVERYBODY DESERVES A BREAK: EVERYBODY DESERVES A BREAK A few days before Christmas, my parents got mad at our help and at me....the help, for wanting to take a day-off ...
My Life....MY Heart....My Thoughts: STAGE FATHER
My Life....MY Heart....My Thoughts: STAGE FATHER: I first posted this last November, 2013 STAGE FATHER A few weeks ago when asked by her friends, if she has a "stage mother", my...
My Life....MY Heart....My Thoughts: LEARNING FROM LIZZIE
My Life....MY Heart....My Thoughts: LEARNING FROM LIZZIE: I first posted this last November, 2013...I continue to learn from all of my children... LEARNING FROM LIZZIE Several mornings ago, whi...
PAHABOL NA ADVISES FOR THE NEW YEAR
PAHABOL NA MGA ADVICE FOR THE NEW YEAR...
First...Don't be afraid or hesitant to say, "I'm sorry!".... Even if you never meant to hurt anyone,....the minute you find out that you might have offended someone, don't be too proud to apologize! You have nothing to lose and everything to gain....the receiver will get so much pleasure from your simple "I'm sorry!", and you too, will feel a certain lightness in your heart.
Second....Don't set aside your pride, throw it away. Hindi totoo na kailangan may pride...kalokohan yan. For Catholics, it is the1st Capital Sin....So learn to differentiate between Self-respect and pride...The first will encourage you to improve yourself, and lead others to respect you...while the second, PRIDE, leads to arrogance and to conflict with others and with yourself... So itapon na yang pride na yan.
Third....spend as much time as you can with the people you love....and learn to find pleasure in it...This should be Paradise on Earth.
Fourth....Say " Thank You!" for every favor, no matter how small it is... To everyone who does any good to you...your love ones, your friends, your help, cashiers, bagmen, sales ladies, waiters... When you thank them, you thank the Lord, because all of them are instruments of God...to make you feel good, and to remind you that you are always loved!
So to everyone....sorry if I have offended you...and thank you for your kindness.
To my family... Thank you for loving me!
First...Don't be afraid or hesitant to say, "I'm sorry!".... Even if you never meant to hurt anyone,....the minute you find out that you might have offended someone, don't be too proud to apologize! You have nothing to lose and everything to gain....the receiver will get so much pleasure from your simple "I'm sorry!", and you too, will feel a certain lightness in your heart.
Second....Don't set aside your pride, throw it away. Hindi totoo na kailangan may pride...kalokohan yan. For Catholics, it is the1st Capital Sin....So learn to differentiate between Self-respect and pride...The first will encourage you to improve yourself, and lead others to respect you...while the second, PRIDE, leads to arrogance and to conflict with others and with yourself... So itapon na yang pride na yan.
Third....spend as much time as you can with the people you love....and learn to find pleasure in it...This should be Paradise on Earth.
Fourth....Say " Thank You!" for every favor, no matter how small it is... To everyone who does any good to you...your love ones, your friends, your help, cashiers, bagmen, sales ladies, waiters... When you thank them, you thank the Lord, because all of them are instruments of God...to make you feel good, and to remind you that you are always loved!
So to everyone....sorry if I have offended you...and thank you for your kindness.
To my family... Thank you for loving me!
EVERYBODY DESERVES A BREAK
EVERYBODY DESERVES A BREAK
A few days before Christmas, my parents got mad at our help and at me....the help, for wanting to take a day-off on Christmas, and me, for allowing them to.
My parents were angry because they give a party for our relatives every Christmas, so family members could see each other....
This was precisely my point when I gave our help the day-off....people should be with their family on Christmas, regardless of what their job is.
My relatives were all able to come because they didn't have to go their offices on Christmas day, so who's to say our help shouldn't be accorded the same courtesy. They deserve a break too! I dare anybody to tell me that I'm wrong!
Kung tayo napapagod.... Sila pa kaya, na umaga pa lang inuutusan na... Tapos hanggang gabi basta gising ang amo, puedeng utusan pa rin...when I make midnight snacks for my family, I don't wake up or disturb our help, my wife and I would wash everything we used and clean up the kitchen after we're finished.... If they're awake, we share the food with them....we treat them as friends who just happen to work for us.
Today our family driver of 40 years asked my wife Dinah if he can leave early, because his kids just called him up and they might go somewhere... Niccolo had plans to use his gift certificates today, so we asked Niccolo....this is what he said..." Let Mang Bhoy join his kids, mas importante yan sa lakad ko."... And that is just one of the reasons why I am proud of my son.
It's all about equality....
Our household helps work for us, because their family needs the money.....we work everyday, for the same reason....so we should not look down on them, nor should we expect too much from them....and we should always respect them, as we would want them to respect us....and please be kind to them!
God bless all of the kasambahays and yayas, and thank you for everything!
God bless all of us!
A few days before Christmas, my parents got mad at our help and at me....the help, for wanting to take a day-off on Christmas, and me, for allowing them to.
My parents were angry because they give a party for our relatives every Christmas, so family members could see each other....
This was precisely my point when I gave our help the day-off....people should be with their family on Christmas, regardless of what their job is.
My relatives were all able to come because they didn't have to go their offices on Christmas day, so who's to say our help shouldn't be accorded the same courtesy. They deserve a break too! I dare anybody to tell me that I'm wrong!
Kung tayo napapagod.... Sila pa kaya, na umaga pa lang inuutusan na... Tapos hanggang gabi basta gising ang amo, puedeng utusan pa rin...when I make midnight snacks for my family, I don't wake up or disturb our help, my wife and I would wash everything we used and clean up the kitchen after we're finished.... If they're awake, we share the food with them....we treat them as friends who just happen to work for us.
Today our family driver of 40 years asked my wife Dinah if he can leave early, because his kids just called him up and they might go somewhere... Niccolo had plans to use his gift certificates today, so we asked Niccolo....this is what he said..." Let Mang Bhoy join his kids, mas importante yan sa lakad ko."... And that is just one of the reasons why I am proud of my son.
It's all about equality....
Our household helps work for us, because their family needs the money.....we work everyday, for the same reason....so we should not look down on them, nor should we expect too much from them....and we should always respect them, as we would want them to respect us....and please be kind to them!
God bless all of the kasambahays and yayas, and thank you for everything!
God bless all of us!
STAGE FATHER
I first posted this last November, 2013
STAGE FATHER
A few weeks ago when asked by her friends, if she has a "stage mother", my daughter Nikki had this to say..."I don't think so, but I do have a "stage father."
We all laughed when we heard her story. It's true, but not in it's entirety, because I believe I and my wife are "stage parents."
My wife gives her advises on singing, takes the videos too.,.
While I do the hugging, the kissing, the high fives, and the carrying of the bags...
I AM A STAGE FATHER, AND I AM PROUD OF IT!!!!
This is for Nikki, and for Niccolo and Lizzie as well....and also, for my wife Dinah....
For your every performance, your every achievement, your every triumph....I will be there...I must be there.
But everyday cannot be about victories....
So for every time you stumble, for each time you fall.... For each time you cry.....I will be there....I must be there....I will go against anybody....I will get through any storm...Just to give you hug...and to tell you..."Dad is here, we can get through this."
To the people I love the most....we have gone through a lot...and have been encountering rough sailing these past few months.....the only thing that keeps me sane....and keeps me strong, is your love and your support.
I am nothing without you.
Walang halaga ang buhay ko kung wala kayo!!!
Hindi ako mayaman....hatid sundo ko ang mga anak ko...barkada ko sila, pero handa ko rin silang pagsilbihan....
Ginagalang ako at pinagsisilbihan ng asawa ko.... Pero ginagalang ko rin siya at handa rin akong pagsilbihan siya.... Magkatabi kaming nagluluto, at naghuhugas ng pinggan kung kailangan...may bulungan at tawanan pa!
Kaya kung bukod sa pagiging STAGE FATHER, gusto pa akong tawaging ANDER O ANDRES....OK LANG YAN LAHAT!!!
BASTA MAHAL KO SILA NG HIGIT PA SA BUHAY KO!!!!
STAGE FATHER
A few weeks ago when asked by her friends, if she has a "stage mother", my daughter Nikki had this to say..."I don't think so, but I do have a "stage father."
We all laughed when we heard her story. It's true, but not in it's entirety, because I believe I and my wife are "stage parents."
My wife gives her advises on singing, takes the videos too.,.
While I do the hugging, the kissing, the high fives, and the carrying of the bags...
I AM A STAGE FATHER, AND I AM PROUD OF IT!!!!
This is for Nikki, and for Niccolo and Lizzie as well....and also, for my wife Dinah....
For your every performance, your every achievement, your every triumph....I will be there...I must be there.
But everyday cannot be about victories....
So for every time you stumble, for each time you fall.... For each time you cry.....I will be there....I must be there....I will go against anybody....I will get through any storm...Just to give you hug...and to tell you..."Dad is here, we can get through this."
To the people I love the most....we have gone through a lot...and have been encountering rough sailing these past few months.....the only thing that keeps me sane....and keeps me strong, is your love and your support.
I am nothing without you.
Walang halaga ang buhay ko kung wala kayo!!!
Hindi ako mayaman....hatid sundo ko ang mga anak ko...barkada ko sila, pero handa ko rin silang pagsilbihan....
Ginagalang ako at pinagsisilbihan ng asawa ko.... Pero ginagalang ko rin siya at handa rin akong pagsilbihan siya.... Magkatabi kaming nagluluto, at naghuhugas ng pinggan kung kailangan...may bulungan at tawanan pa!
Kaya kung bukod sa pagiging STAGE FATHER, gusto pa akong tawaging ANDER O ANDRES....OK LANG YAN LAHAT!!!
BASTA MAHAL KO SILA NG HIGIT PA SA BUHAY KO!!!!
LEARNING FROM LIZZIE
I first posted this last November, 2013...I continue to learn from all of my children...
LEARNING FROM LIZZIE
Several mornings ago, while bringing Lizzie to school, and after visiting the chapel, I was lecturing Lizzie on how she should become more responsible in school.... She appeared sad, because daddy was lecturing her early in the morning...
I proceeded to pray in front of an image of Mother Mary at the 2nd floor Podium...after praying, I was surpised to see Lizzy kneeling down, with her head bowed down and praying silently and fervently.
This is the Lizzie that her current teachers and her classmates don't know...
The Charlize (she's known by her 1st name in school) that they know in school...is the talkative, hyperactive and occasionally, stubborn one....as a result, for the 2nd time, even with her high grades, she has no honor again, because of her conduct....well....
This is my Lizzie....
On my way to work, she, together with her siblings would text me individual messages of love....I would spend my travel time answering them.
Then when I am at work and her mom tells her that I am not feeling well, she would drop whatever it is she is doing, and kneel down to pray... She prays that God will heal her daddy.
2 nights ago, I came home from work at about 1 a.m., and saw a sealed letter addressed to me, on top of the dresser. It was a letter from Lizzie. Apologizing about being noisy and a little stubborn, and offers this excuse, "I'm really like this when I get hyper, but I will try to be better." ....then she writes about how much she loves me...
Before we part ways each day, she would hug me and say, "I miss you so much! I love you so much! God bless you so much!...then she would kiss me....it touches and warms my heart, and I would hug her so tight, and have a hard time letting go!
The Charlize that her teachers and her classmates see... Is yung madaldal at malikot.
The Lizzie I know, the one I choose to see... Is a sweet and caring little girl who prays for her daddy and for her family...and who's every hug and kiss gives me the strength to pick myself up.
Lizzie has been praying, kneeling down, in front of Mother Mary's image everyday, since then.... I used to just pray, standing up....
today, I followed Lizzie and learned from her...
I kneeled down beside Lizzie, bowed my head, and prayed with my heart.
LEARNING FROM LIZZIE
Several mornings ago, while bringing Lizzie to school, and after visiting the chapel, I was lecturing Lizzie on how she should become more responsible in school.... She appeared sad, because daddy was lecturing her early in the morning...
I proceeded to pray in front of an image of Mother Mary at the 2nd floor Podium...after praying, I was surpised to see Lizzy kneeling down, with her head bowed down and praying silently and fervently.
This is the Lizzie that her current teachers and her classmates don't know...
The Charlize (she's known by her 1st name in school) that they know in school...is the talkative, hyperactive and occasionally, stubborn one....as a result, for the 2nd time, even with her high grades, she has no honor again, because of her conduct....well....
This is my Lizzie....
On my way to work, she, together with her siblings would text me individual messages of love....I would spend my travel time answering them.
Then when I am at work and her mom tells her that I am not feeling well, she would drop whatever it is she is doing, and kneel down to pray... She prays that God will heal her daddy.
2 nights ago, I came home from work at about 1 a.m., and saw a sealed letter addressed to me, on top of the dresser. It was a letter from Lizzie. Apologizing about being noisy and a little stubborn, and offers this excuse, "I'm really like this when I get hyper, but I will try to be better." ....then she writes about how much she loves me...
Before we part ways each day, she would hug me and say, "I miss you so much! I love you so much! God bless you so much!...then she would kiss me....it touches and warms my heart, and I would hug her so tight, and have a hard time letting go!
The Charlize that her teachers and her classmates see... Is yung madaldal at malikot.
The Lizzie I know, the one I choose to see... Is a sweet and caring little girl who prays for her daddy and for her family...and who's every hug and kiss gives me the strength to pick myself up.
Lizzie has been praying, kneeling down, in front of Mother Mary's image everyday, since then.... I used to just pray, standing up....
today, I followed Lizzie and learned from her...
I kneeled down beside Lizzie, bowed my head, and prayed with my heart.
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