Anything & Everything

Family and friends know how much I love making lists. From list of things to do to list of things to live by and lists of what to buy today or in the near future. I write articles with all kinds of lists that have included the list of the most beautiful liberal art colleges to smart and beautiful politicians and even the most worthy WAGS. So when I read an article with a list of what one mom believed she must give/teach her son, I loved it. Though I do not remember if it was a blog post or an article but it certainly stayed in my mind and I vowed that one day I would make one for my son. As my son grows older there is a certain satisfaction in me because we have come this far but there is also a degree of fear that my kind of rearing may have done a damage or two. Looking at my son and how he interacts with society, I think I can give myself a pat because he turned out right. Still, I can’t help but worry that in the future he might make a mistake. Am not saying he is not entit...

First saw this poem at the clinic of my son’s pediatrician, liked it and remembered to bring something so I could copy it the next time I went there because the poem said it all. Parents want the best for their children but we are not equipped with how to properly rear our children and yes, we can only follow what our parents did with us. The question is do we remember all the rights things that they did? What about the wrong things we promised we wouldn’t do when we grew up? Both my parents were good people but of course they each have their own limitations and grew apart. The best thing that I can do is get the best from all of it I order that I can provide the best for my son – emotionally, mentally, spiritually, financially and physically. That was my motto for a long time. With so much to do and so little time, we tend to forget what is more important. We become so focused in being able to provide the best financially, give our children all the best and the latest, send him to t...

Summer vacation has officially started here in the Philippines and so my son is already in summer mode. Last Saturday, he asked permission to practice soccer in school. Yes, he still asks my permission and for a 13 year old that is quite something else. Anyway, he said it was supposed to be a practice in the morning only and will be home by lunch. Lunch came and went but still no son. Okay, maybe the practice went on in the afternoon. My father was asking already if he texted that he was going to be late and I had to reply no, since he had not sent any message. Dinner came and went, still no Sijent. Sent several text messages, called him up and his phone rung but got no answer. I was forced to text one of his teammates since my father kept asking me the situation. It's a Saturday and there would be less jeepneys available blahblahblah. I was getting worried but texting his teammate is always my last recourse...a good thing I took those numbers. Good thing he replied (and I thanked...