One of the things I maybe thankful for is my life. Earlier this year, my friends and I planned to travel some cities in the country. We started up North within the bounds of Ilocos. T'was a time when I finally was able to check several places in a couple of days.
A month after, I was hitting the waves of San Juan with another batch of friends. My first time didn't hurt. Tiring but satisfactory. The waves and the board taught me that persistence is not about falling and standing up but doing better with every next try.
The chilly lakes of Laguna didn't escape our out of town experience. A bond of several people who have something in common. To enjoy nature..
Our next stop should have been Cebu. September. I really cannot forget that month. We've been planning on Cebu and Bohol for couple of months only to be cancelled at the end. That was before the earthquake paid a visit.
Last place for this year was the Romualdez Mansion in Leyte. Our plan was November. There are instances when you would be just human to be pissed off when you think it may have been important. Our case includes a schedule not released earlier so we could plot out vacation (for some reason).
These, though at one point in time, would turn out blessings in disguise. I was thinking of it within the past week. If in case we were there where typhoon Yolanda strike, we maybe one of the ...
I shed tears thinking we were at least spared. Spared money and time and life.
Then I stopped and think.. " When was the last time I thanked God?"
The answer came ubruptly in my mind.. " When I burp.."
Where my thank you Lord is a simple slip of the tounge not even sincere...
Now, I have life to celebrate..
