Home for Christmas

Hohoho! 12 days to go before Christmas (Eve)! I have not done any Christmas shopping save for the wallet I bought for my dad. I think it is a good thing though- I mean, not focusing too much on the commercial side of things but rather on the spiritual side. I have taken more time to actually quiet down and remember the essence of what we are celebrating.

Looking at the belen and praying while gazing at the flames of the advent candles give a very different feeling. It brings so much peace, especially knowing that the year will soon come to a close and there are plenty to be thankful for, both the good things and the not so good ones.

The last time I spent Christmas with the family was in 2012, or was that 2013? I can't even remember. Those were the dark years, as  I call them. God who is all good and powerful dispelled that darkness and brought light in our midst, and I'm truly grateful. I like to think that He hears my prayers every simbang gabi, since my novena prayers for simbang gabi is usually for this particular intention.

I'm getting teary-eyed as I type but I guess nothing can ever explain the joy that comes from within whenever we enter this season. There are lots of gift wrapping, gift exchanging, partying and all other revelries, but what matters most is that special time we spend with friends and families, and remembering the baby Jesus in each one of them.

I cannot wait to be home for Christmas!  May the birth of our Savior be an occasion for all of us to express our love for one another! Wishing you all a blessed Christmas!


The other day I took the subway home. I went to Ikea after work to buy some #tita stuff like drawer dividers and checked on some mattresses. I totally forgot about the rush hour on my way to the MRT but I already tapped my card and entered the station when I was reminded of it. The trains were packed. I didn't want to waste time so I went right in. Few seconds before the doors shut, a young mom and her daughter, maybe three or four years of age, came rushing. The mom was so happy they made it in the nick of time.

I looked at the little girl who was squeezed between myself and a burly man. I had to adjust my bag so the girl can move. She whispered to her mom and told her there were too many people. Her mom assured her that it's going to be okay, that they will get off in just a few stops. I watched as the girl stared at other people's faces. Oh, that curiosity in her eyes. Maybe she was weirded out by how almost everyone was too busy looking at their phones.

And then she started singing. I smiled and marveled at her littleness.

The world is beautiful, if only we sing our way through it like this little girl, and if we look at it through a child's eyes, always filled with awe and wonder.

Lately I've been having a lot of quiet time, just thinking, clearing my thoughts, praying. Advent has come and it brings so much peace in my heart that it's Christmas once again. It's time to welcome the little baby Jesus and make Him the star of our festivities. A tear rolled down my face during Mass last Sunday. I went to a Chinese Mass and was surrounded with unfamiliar faces. I was able to pray more, and even let them tears flow without worrying if anyone would notice. As the year comes to a close, I feel sorry for so many things I have and have not done; but grateful too, for all that has been and has yet to come. A blessed Advent to all!

Some happy things...

Our dessert plate during our gala night last week

Starbucks' Christmas mille crepe cake

The talk of the town- 50嵐's matcha latte

Found the 2017 version of my current planner/budget tracker (right to left 2015-2017) 

Hot chocolate weather every day. Winter has come!