Pages from a Journal

Last day of 2012—whew!

Memory is the diary we all carry about with us.

Ok, this would be a long post but promise; it’s only the summary/highlights of the beautiful, including the painful experiences that happened to me this 2012.

January the 1st
         ·         I wrote a Tagalog short story, Pedal (here) on my blog, very proud on the way it was written. :)

·         One of my bestfriends, Yani got married to her childhood sweetheart, Patrick.

·          Started dreaming to go to Indo-China. 

·          Got busy in attending Wedding expo, Media Min’s fellowship and bday celeb of Tita Chay @ Quezon City Circle Park, first time to go to Bookay Ukay, and observing with family and friends Chinese New Year in Binondo.

February the 2^nd

·         Submitted a resignation letter in Enoz. Bye, Bye Teachers! 

·         Joined Pao on her Kerygma Mag’s Photoshoot in Summit Media. 

·         Had fun in Hot Air Balloon Fest @ Clark Field, Angeles City, Pampanga.

·         Went to Camaya Coast, a Residential Resort and an Emerging Vacation Destination in Bataan.

March the 3rd

·         Started searching for a new job. Broke, literally! Haha

·         Was fortunate and honored since Tita Chay asked me to help her in The Feast Bulletin’s presswork.

·         So many crossroad moments.

April the 4^th

·          Was pleased and amazed to learn and meet the 40 Feasts, Local and International Missions all over the world.

·         Mega blessed with the 13,000 throng of people gathered in SMX Convention Center for Grand Easter Feast. Happy the whole day, ‘cause afterwards I had an awesome time with Dreamteam friends as we kept on talking, laughing, eating and singing @ the videoke that day.

·         Still continued praying for a job. (Hallucinations became part of me! Hahaha)

·         Finally met my idol, Scott Lee Chua (here)! Yihee! 

May the 5^th

·         One of the milestones in developing my core gift occurred last May 6, Sunday when Feast PICC founded by Bro. Bo Sanchez organized a Ministry Fair. 

·         High Five! Got a job in PLDT. J Thanks to Tin and to the 4^th phonebooth.

June the 6^th

·         Celebrated Ma’s 49^th birthday.

·         Dated and celebrated Yani’s birthday by watching Kimmy Dora and the Temple of Kiyeme. Nyahahaha!

·         Cristeh, got a new and angst lense for her camera! Of course photoshoot galore!

July the 7^th

·         Blessed as I found a new friend in the office. Talk about long walks and laughter in the rain.

·         Proud to be Pinay as I watched a superb performance in CCP & Ballet Philippines of Candice Acea, Ballet Philippines’ Principal dancer who won First Price at Helsinki Int’l Ballet Competion, together with Jean March Cordero who won a Special Jury Awards for the Best in Pas de Deuz Technique. Great job!

August the 8^th

·         Habagat, go away! Survived Habagat’s wrath.

·         Created a 7^th bday party checklist. Though on September, the family changed their mind not to pursue the party anymore. (It’s ok, still got my 20% Dp. Hehehe)

·         Fashioned a draft illustration of my children’s book. (here)

·         Back to presswork! Keep on believing that my blogging and writing will go a long way.

September the 9^th

·         Got Braver as I watched Brave! 

·         Started to get busy for the publicity of Kerygma Conference 2012!

·         As usual, Pao’s assistant on her photoshoot with Jessed and Janella. Met Milkshake and fell in love on her fluffiness! ;)

October the 10^th

·         Read 3 books in 1 month row! :)

·         Proud with Anthony V. as he’s October cover model on Kerygma Mag.

·         Business for Kerygma Conference heightened!

·         Had a Tuesdate with my super sister, Apple.

·         Finally, had a 6-day vacay at Cam Sur! 

November the 11^th

·         Receiving Birthday Gifts. Letters. Messages, friendship, hugs, underground and alternatives artists, family, and serving at the Kerygma Conference. :)

·         More tears, shaking and spiritually challenged.

·         Pao’s, Lolo Nitoy, Kuya Eval, Tita Ann, Ninong Jun’s bday! (Jam-packed family celeb!)

·         Enchanting Lights and Sounds at the Ayala triangle (Panjak! panjak! –Korean for twinkling! twinkling!)

·         Dated 2 of my most favorite girls, Leah and MK! 

·         So many serendipitous events. This is my MONTH! :D

December the 12^th

·         Proud of my sister, Pao, since she’s the cover girl for December 2012 Kerygma Magazine. :)

·         Proud also with Meanne’s newest website (here).

·         Kuya A’s marriage proposal to Ate Kim. :)

·         Christmas parties here and there, Family reunion, long vacay, Allowing God’s love to quiet me.

·         Got busy with an unexpected job as a web content writer and online marketer. Thanks, Ke ke Robert (Chinese for older brother, pronounced as kuh-kuh)!

Thank you 2012 for all the beautiful memories, whether good or bad.The best is yet to come!

See you 2013! :)

As God's promised in Jeremiah 29:11: 

“ For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.”

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When Kim said Yes

I define Romantic comedy or Rom com as a type of movie genre wherein the characters portray not just funny stunts but they creatively, awkwardly and humorously throw their lines. Sometimes the male character will take time proposing to the woman he loves and then the woman will wait in a in-denial state, but would probably feel that somewhere in time, whether funny twists and turns happen—this still lead them in a happy ever after. 

(Sensya na, info overload part ng curriculum eh…hahaha)

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f a man loves a woman, he’d do anything even the impossible things for her.

Last Sunday night was one of my most anticipated nights for this year. Finally someone proposed a marriage to….ok, not to me, but to Ate Kim, the hottest-bride-to-be and one of my most special sissies in our Ministry. 

Supposedly, it was her Bridal shower, but we broke the odds and norms that it should only be a lady’s thing, as we invited our brothers from our ministry.

The usual stuff happened from  eating to suprising the bride to be with games, giving of wishes, sending gifts,  and talking about who’s next to get married..  I’ve attended different bridal showers before and mind you all were WHOLESOME with li’l naughtiness as well. And all of them were absolutely amazing.

But this one was different.

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te Kim’s bridal shower became a way for Kuya Albert to propose to her.

Yes, these funny and a little bit crazy lovers will get altar-bounded next month. I love to write their lovestory but nothing beats Ate Kim as she will testify her journey in finding the one.

She was clueless that this proposal will take in or maybe she has a hint of it but remained silent about it. Even us, were surprised that Kuya A haven’t proposed to her yet and his reason: he doesn’t know the size of Ate Kim’s ring finger. We could be like, “Hello, Kuya A, one month na lang at kasal nyo na,” but instead of distressing him, Cris, I, and all our connivers saw it as way to make everything special and exceptional.  Ok, genius na rin! Hahaha

She already knew the bridal shower set up since 3 weeks ago. So, after attending the Feast and as our heads engaged in their meeting, I was excited to witness this serendipitous event. Call me romantic, fine! ^_^

Tito Ed patiently drove us to Ate Kim’s condo and then alas’ to  Ate Amor and Kuya Mark’s place at East Raya Gardens. We stayed at the high-end clubhouse for our dinner. Some of us haven’t got the food yet, so Pao, Jan, Cris, Kuya A. and I bought immediately the food. When we were already outside, we saw Ate Angel backrides on her boyfriend’s motor. Pao, Jan, Cris, and I got kilig after catching Ate Angel and her boyfriend’s sweetness. It took us awhile to buy all the viand, dessert and alike, so when we returned to the clubhouse… I was glad to see the 3^rd session servants: ACru (Apple Cruda), Kuya Dave, Candice, Jessed and A Cru’s friend, Val. Then, our eyes gorged on the sumptuous meal. We prayed of course first then we started our eating festival. After producing the sound of each of our, “burp,” I readied myself for the surprise game, however, Ate Amor told me that we can use the empty space on their upper unit instead. So, we immediately cleaned our mess and leftovers and packed up our belongings.

Before arriving to that empty space, Cris or Pao (I’m not sure who did it..hehe) blindfolded Ate Kim as Pao guided her going upstairs.  Few minutes passed by before we asked her to remove her blindfold. And then…

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ights out, Kuya Dave, the macho dancer in!

Everyone was humming the legendary sound of “tenan tan tan, ten ten ten,” as Kuya Dave started to dirty dance in front of Ate Kim.

I have so much respect to Kuya Dave, but when Cris started convincing him to dirty dance for Ate Kim, he was half ready about it, but he still did. Honestly, nothing changed; I still love and respect Kuya Dave after he did that.. ‘Twas actually fun! 

Everything was well-planned, but there were a lot of bloopers along the way and I love those! I was sure, God laughed terribly at us. Actually, the surprise game was Pinoy Henyo, but later on I changed it into Pinoy Genius, because the guesser and the respondent will solely speak in English. All the words that I used are wedding related.

Little did Ate Kim know that it was a pre-proposal set-up. I was flabbergasted that my friends were all best actors and actresses. 

During the game, Cris was the funniest, because as Pao kept on guessing the word, Cris abruptly revealed, “Gown,” so I disqualified them right away. Hihihi

I planned that only Ate Rhoda and Ate Amor vs. Kuya A. and Ate Kim will be on the 2^nd round, and eventually these lovebirds will take it all on the FINAL round.

Kuya A: Person? Animal? Thing?

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efore the final round was over, the moment of truth began to set in.

I placed the picture of Mama Mary on Kuya A’s head; I mean the picture of Our Lady of Veritas since I can’t find an exact image of Mama Mary. I used my resourcefulness and wrote in bold letters, “MARY” on the bottom of the picture. Kuya A. started guessing the word and I saw Ate Kim’s confused face, though she kept on answering, “Yes.. No..  Could be,” It almost took a minute after Kuya A said, “Mary,” then with an unsure answer, Ate Kim said, “Yes!” I immediately place the word, “ME!!!” While Ate Kim answered in a shocked and confused face, “Yes!” Then Kuya A. completed the 2 words with, “MARRY ME!” Ate Kim’s face turned blank. Then Kuya A went closer to Ate Kim, held her hand and said in a funny and childlike way, “Marry Me!“ Again, Ate Kim had no reaction yet.

Thanks to Cris' perfect suggestion on the final round's flow. :)

As I was dumdfounded on the scene, Cris blurted out, “Oy, Marthina yung ilaw patayin mo na!” hahaha.. It was so funny and awkward. But, as the lights faded out, the candles were in. Ate Rhoda, Cris, others and I were holding the candles which set us in a serious mode. I was holding the candle close to Ate Kim and she seemed so natural, remained composed and witty while Kuya A. had a little shaky voice and trembling knees. But he was confident on what he was doing and what he was about to say. Then, he had finally knelt down in front of Ate Kim, showed the ring and began to say his proposal lines from the movie, Runaway Bride:

Ate Kim: Hindi kinakaya ng hair ko to!

“Look, I guarantee there'll be tough times. I guarantee that at some point, one or both of us is gonna want to get out of this thing. But I also guarantee that if I don't ask you to be mine, I'll regret it for the rest of my life, because I know, in my heart, you're the only one for me.”

One thing I’ve realized… It doesn’t matter how perfect and special the proposal is, what’s essential is, the woman would say, YES! Ate Kim had finally said Yes to Kuya A. Not just because Kuya A perfected the Pinoy Genius game or Ate Kim’s desperate, or everybody coerced her to say it. Moreover, she’s definitely SURE about her answer. She prayed about it every day,  waited for many years, and sweat it out to be who is she is now, same as with Kuya A. God already made them strong before they met each other. Ate Kim is one of the best event organizers I know and she always say this, “God orchestrated everything perfectly.” 

Ate Kim: Ay ito na yun???

She believes that she’ll meet the one for her someday. Actually, she even contracted Cris to be her official photographer, even if she hasn’t met her future husband yet. Talk about strong faith.

As the couple sat together, Pao and I sang them Forevermore by Side-A.

Happy, Happy, Joy, Joy! :)

And then, since, media people love press conference; these two lovebirds were caught in it. A-Cru was the most interested and Tita Chay of course. Afterwards Tita Chay asked us to give them wishes. Everyone prayed for longevity, peace, children, trust and faith to each other; remain as a role model, say kind words to each other. But I loved what Jan said to them, “When you reach 500 years old, I’ll still be your wedding dressmaker. Even on your 25^th, 50^th and 100^th wedding anniversary.” And also Val’s wish, “I pray for your financial abundance,” which I think is what the future marriage partner badly needs someday. Well, God will provide the best things to their marriage.

After that, we went down to Ate Amor’s and Kuya Mark’s room to consume Tintin’s kink 

cake. 

To the Hottest Bride We Know

Photos by Dave Apalla

Wait for my next blog post next month… It’s:  When Kim said I do.

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Tuesday with Apple: Series of Fortunate and Unfortunate Events

Tuesday with Apple:

Series of Fortunate and Unfortunate Events

I wrote this on my journal 2 weeks ago, however, series of errands delayed me in blogging this.

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he meeting

Last October 23, me, Pao and Apple decided to meet up in Ayala Triangle, since it’s Apple’s leave and we haven’t seen her for more than a week. What’s that ‘c’ word, clingy? Yes, we’re like that. Hahaha

Anyway, I’m expecting that our Tuesdate will be well, but to my surprise it turned out like a space shuttle ride!

We met Apple at Ayala Triangle aroung 5:10 in the afternoon while she was sitting alone, distant from a guy who did the same. I approached Apple as I left Pao while she fixed her shoes. Apple and I had a little chitchat then immediately went to Pao. Since Pao’s toes were aching, I promised her that we’ll go to PLDT to get my shoes and lend it to her. But before that, we decided to eat first in Jollibee, across Ayala Triangle. While we’re ordering our food, Apple and I kept on chatting while Pao was gorging her eyes on Apple’s pre-birthday gift to her. After the food was served, it was like a mini birthday party because our food were chicken, spaghetti and ice cream. Unknown to us, that sumptuous meal prepared us for a great adventure.

We stayed at Jollibee for almost 2 hours, then we decided to go to PLDT to leave there our stuff and Pao’s shoes. As I got there, I changed my slippers into my bronze high-heeled shoes, so that Pao can use my red slippers. Afterwards, off to SGV bldg beside the office, to meet Ate Joanna, Apple’s close cousin. As she went down to meet us, she seemed amazed to see Apple on that day, because Apple’s schedule at JP Morgan is from 4pm-1am. So we kept on talking and talking. After 15 minutes, Pao comically said, “Let’s go to Makati Pen, our second home.” We laughed altogether, and then Apple excitedly answered, “Game!”

Then, we bid goodbye to Ate Joanna and we started walking and enjoying Ayala as the exquisiteness of its lights guided our way. When we’re already in front of Makati Pen’s entrance, we confidently went upstairs and entered the door to the restaurant which finally led us to the lobby. Then we went to restroom that looks like a hotel room too. The ambience was incomparable. “Let’s go up the 2^nd floor,” Pao demanded. When we’re by now at the receiving area, we sat at the sofas as we listened to the orchestra’s night serenade.

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ho’s going to check-in?

We’re actually fan of checking in on facebook, so when Pao asked who’s going to check-in. I initiated. After doing it, we read Shem’s status on facebook and got bothered about it, so Apple got her phone promptly and dialed Shem’s number. Apple gave me the phone and let me talk to Shem. Then she answered hello. “Uy, anong anong nangyayari sa’yo?” “What’s happening with you?” I asked her. She answered with a cracking voice and said, “I experienced an intense palpitations and went to the hospital for a chain of test. Friend, I’m so afraid.” I comforted her and told her that everything will be fine. She thanked us for the call, believing that all is well. After the call, we decided to roam around the hotel.

‘Twas dazzling and meant for rich people, but we didn’t care. We walked were the rich people walk—head up high and oozing with confidence. J

It’s past 9 o’clock, so I told Pao that we should get our things in the office before it’s too late. So we returned there and got those. When got outside the office, out of the blue, Apple said, “Thina, I have another version of Gangnam style on my phone, come on and let’s dance.” “Hah, okay!” I answered. We looked for a place where we can make it happen, then tadah, we found the corridor empty , so Apple started playing the song, and I danced it in Thina’s style—oozing with craziness! Hahaha.. What the Fun! J

Then, we settled on strolling along Greenbelt.

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pple purchased a Neil Gaiman book

She quickly saw Powerbooks, so she almost swiftly insisted us to get inside the store. We directly went to 2^nd floor, then she asked me the book that I like and she’d buy it for herself. So I recommended her to buy a Neil Gaiman’s book.

 After she bought the book, we’re off to anywhere our feet will take us.  Apple unexpectedly place Neil G.’s book in my paper bag. Pao and I wanted Apple to be familiar with Greenbelt, so as we kept on walking along the place, we became so thirsty. We’re so pickle-minded where to drink, so we ended up going to Mcdo and asked for 3 cups of cold water. Woah, after the water touched my mouth as it went down to my throat, I felt so refreshed. Then, we continued our conversation and sipped the water. Chatted and gulped the water. Laughed and slurped the water.

Suddenly, Apple asked me if she can get the book that she bought; hence, I gave it to her right away. She started taking off the plastic cover and had a difficulty smudging the price on the book. Then, she extended her hand and said, “O para sa’yo.” “This is for you.”  “Woah, thank you,” I humbly answered. I almost wanted to kiss her on her forehead. Hahaha… Actually, my event organizer instinct was turned on—so strange to her-- I silently know that she purchased the book for me. I’m used to surprises. Hahaha

Since, we won’t give an order for a meal in Mcdo, we continued chatting and then I asked her to sketch in our bulletin. At first, she was shy but all awhile she did one. As she was sketching me, Pao asked me to accompany her in fitting the red dress, Apple gave.It’s a beautiful and almost a perfect day as I said myself—which comes from our friendship with Apple.

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ongs to an old man

Apple didn’t want to go home yet, so she asked us if we could have a videoke at Center Stage along Jupiter Ave or she could drink somewhere. Of course, I chose videoke. So, we chose to walk as we’re heading to Center Stage. I didn’t mind walking even with heels as long as I’m with my friends. We passed by Ayala Triange, but unluckily the lights were off. Well, those lights added flavor to the beauty of Ayala Triangle. Even though it was the scenario, I found Apple still stunned by the Japanese matrushka dolls in of the restaurants there. She’s one of a kind Japanese anime enthusiast.

As we continued walking along Ayala Avenue and we’re nearby Berlitz, Int’l school, an old man suddenly grabbed our attention. Yet, Pao was the first one to move. This old man had a hard time in walking, so Pao went to ask him what happened and I followed my sister. Apple was still a little far-away from him; maybe she wondered why did Pao talk to this old, strange man. Then, Pao started asking him. We found out that he has a wound on his lower right ankle due to complication from diabetes. He was unhesitant to tell his bitter tale about his 14-year old son who died 3 or 4 days ago as he hounded for food but unfortunately he had eaten a wrong food and got poisoned immediately. The old man continued telling my sister how much he hates the world, because as he went to some government officials to ask for financial help, they ended up ignoring him. We asked him where he lives and how much is his fare to get there. He said that he’s from Gen. Trias, Cavite and his fare is P140.00. So we instantly gave him P 150.00 and spaghetti. What bothered us most was when he let us read the message from his 12 year-old daughter telling that they need P 2,000 plus promissory note to pull-out the rotten body of his son from their house. It broke our heart when he said that if he can’t get that amount tomorrow, he’ll risk everything and will plot a hold-up anywhere. We told him to not to do it, but he’s decided. He even asked us to get away from him, since we already know his plan; he might end up doing bad thing to us. So, Pao and I walked away as fast as we could, but Apple remained calm in walking. She’s not scared because knowing the old man’s condition; he’s not capable to do such crime.

As the shadow followed my heels to Center Stage, we’re praying for him. Finally, our feet had landed to center stage at 11p.m. We picked up the songs from Gary V., Alanis Morisette and we realized that every song that we sang was connected to the old man. We sang and we prayed for him. We felt guilty because the series of fortunate events that happened to us was contrary to what the old man experienced.

Though we seemed to enjoy the night, deep down our heart we dedicated our songs to that old man.

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 Don’t care, High-Heels

Our benefit concert ended at 1 a.m. so as Apple was ready to pay our bills using her credit card but unfortunately it wasn’t working. She called me over the phone and told me that’s she’s in an ATM  machine and she said that she withdrew only P600.00, our bill was around P900.00 so she asked us for P 300.00, I said ok. She returned to center stage feeling sorry but we told her that was really ok. So, before we pay our bills, we counted first our fare. We counted our lose coins. then tadah--we decided to stay overnight to Apple's aunt. But she said that instead of riding on a jeep or a taxi, we'd walk miles and miles. My feet was aching, but I tolerated the pain as long as I was walking with my friend and sister. 

We landed on Tita Venus' house at past 2 a.m. and we slept there fine.

Tomorrow is another day, but I won't forget that day. :)

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Books to Remember

Lately, I’ve been feeling cloud 9 as I read some of the books from our popular, contemporary, stellar and incredible writers, who dig deep within the reader’s soul their every words, stories and life.

Lemme’ share with you some excerpts from those books:

1.       Writing’s a lot like cooking. Sometimes the cake won’t rise, no matter what you do, and every now and again the cake tastes better than you could ever have dreamed it would.

 – A Study in Emerald, Neil Gaiman’s Fragile Things

·         This is outrageous because he magically aligned Sherlock Holmes’ character to HP Lovecraft.

Dear Pareng Neil,

Please sprinkle me with your wisdom and talent in creating such depiction and storyline. Promise, I’ll be as dumbfound as you. Just a wishful thinking, I know maybe 1/16 of it might happen. But atleast, and, if it’ll take place I’ll be the proudest.J

Yours truly,

Mareng Thina

2.      “Your turn in the chair next time,” said October. "

I know,” said November.  He was pale and thin-lipped. He helped October out of the wooden chair. “I like your stories. Mine are always too dark.” “I don’t think so,” said October. “It’s just that your nights are longer. And you aren’t as warm.”   

    

  “ Put it like that,” said November, “And I feel better. I supposed we can’t help who we are.”

“That’s the spirit,” said his brother. And they touched hands as they walked away from the fire’s orange embers, taking their stories with them back into the dark. 

 – October in the chair, Neil Gaiman’s Fragile Things

·         Wooh, ang galing mo Pareng Neil!:D November is coming and I’m excited to every story that’ll unfold on that month. J

3.      Yes, I decided, a man can truly change. The events of the past year have taught me much about myself, and a few universal truths. I learned for instance, that while wounds can be inflicted easily upon those we love, it’s often much more difficult to heal them. Yet, the process of healing those wounds provided the richest experience of my life, leading me to believe that while I’ve often overestimate what I could accomplish in a day, I had underestimated what I could do in a year. But most of all, I learned that
 it’s possible for 2 people to fall inlove all over again, even when there’s been a lifetime disappointment between them. I’m not sure what to think about the swan and what I saw that night, and I must admit that being romantic still doesn’t come easily. It’s a daily struggle to reinvent myself, and part of me wonders whether it always will be. But so what? I hold tight to the lessons that Noah taught me about love and keeping it alive, and even if I never become a true romantic like Noah, it doesn’t mean that I’m ever going to stop trying.

– Wilson Lewis, Epilogue of Nicholas Sparks’ The Wedding

·         Upon reading this, I thought I’m good enough to grasp the author’s ending. But, am quite successful since I got a hint of the future sequences. The twist is excellent, passionate and memorable . . . smooth, sensitive writing . . . Definitely a novel that can hold its own. J

4.      A man sits alone in a cave.  His hair is long. His beard reaches his knees. He holds his chin the cup of his hands. He closes his eyes.                                                                                                                          He is listening to something. Voices. Endless voices. They rise from a pool in the corner of the cave. They are the voices of people on Earth. They want one thing only.                                                                                            Time.

- Mitch Albom’s The Time Keeper

·         Wonderful Analogy, yes? J Every one is engrossed once a theme of a story is about time. What more, if the tale is about the time itself? Mitch Albom will flutter you to the space of time, sometimes will return you to your senses, and then will cycle you once more on the marvel and mystery of time. His novel simply tells the oxymoron of loving and letting go your time.

5.     His words – and Sarah’s words—drift up to the faraway cave, and the lonesome, bearded man sitting inside it. This man is Father Time.

You might think him a myth, a cartoon from a New Year’s card—ancient, haggard, clutching an hourglass, older than any one on the planet.

But Father Time is real.

And, in truth, he cannot age. Beneath the unruly beard and cascading hair—signs of life, not death—his body is lean, his skin unwrinkled, immune to the very thing he lords over.

Once, before he angered God, he was just another man,

fated to die when his days were done.

Banished to this cave, he must listen to the world’s every pleas—for more minutes, more hours, more years, more time.

He has been an eternity.

He has given up hope. But a clock ticks for all us, silently, somewhere.

Soon Father Time will be free. To return to Earth.

And finish what he started.

- Mitch Albom’s The Time Keeper

·         I love the characters and tone of this excerpt. It captivates me and makes me want to finish the book in one sitting. There’s a mishmash of smooth, crisp, and strong emotions as Father Time will return to Earth. The storyline’s pace is agitating yet controlled. J

6.      Consider the word “time.”

We use so many phrases with it. Pass time. Waste time. Kill time. Lose time. In good time. About time. Take your time. Save time. Along time. Right on time. Out of time. Mind the time. Be on Time. Spare time. Keep time. Stall for time. There are as many expressions with “time” as there are minutes in a day. But once, there was no word for it at all. Because no one was counting. Then Dor began.                                                                                                                                       And everything changed.

- Mitch Albom’s The Time Keeper

·         Thank you Father Time for monitoring the importance of yourself—it attracts people to become dear to you. J I have my own version of using the word time, and that’s. Time is Now. The story’s meaning embraces the fact that TIME should be used wisely—not too rush and not too slow—use it the way it should be.  Two people will learn that and they signify all the people in the world.J

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