Miss Clarisse

Love & Light (with just the right amount of crazy)

Thank you!

Slowly going through all the messages of sympathy and condolences left for us on social media and text messages. Thank you everyone for all your warm loving thoughts. It might take time but will make sure to get to each one. Thank you also to all those who came at the wake and at the funeral. Thank you to all those who sent flowers, prayers and mass cards. Thank you to everyone who came to visit at the hospital and helped us in every way possible. Every good and thoughtful deed counted! Missing Mommy with my every breath (especially at bedtime when it’s time to “telebabad” with her) but my heart is resting in the thought that she is at peace, happy and in Tito Father’s words (Cardinal Rosales), “Don’t worry about her, she will be too happy and busy loving God!” and I agree! It’s amazing that she feels even closer to me now more than ever, there’s no more physical overseas distance because she now lives in my heart.   Love, 

Ate ❤️ 05.18.16 

***PHOTO: Mommy showing off a white rose, her favorite prayer flower, in a St. Therese event and wearing her contagious smile and overflowing joy (that everyone will miss) while doing what she loves and does best, serving the church.*** 

 

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Salonpas Town

  

That moment when you try to show off to your husband a flying kick which you haven’t done in two decades and then you get a side cramp (no, more like a side-back-hip-thigh-tush-rib-armpit-boob cramp) that lasts for eight minutes…

That.
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Dear Vrem B,

Remember that day I was driving

and showing you around Metro Manila

and because of my incredibly challenged sense of direction we got lost

and I accidentally brought you to a landmark (was it a statue?) three times in a row

because I kept making a wrong turn

and you started to make fun of me

and we both started laughing so hard our sides hurt

then you told me that we should remember that moment

so we can go back to it when we’re sad

because it will cheer us up and make us smile?

 

I pulled out that happy memory today.

You were right.

 

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The Girl with the Red Balloon

  

Before the famous graffiti of Banksy, there was me.

TRIVIA • I was shy when I was a kid • I would stare blankly but there would always be a Mardi Gras carnival parade going at 120 mph inside my head • I was always willing to please even when it hurts (still sometimes guilty to this day) •  I hate putting on sunblock, with a passion • I have a huge problem saying NO, but I’m working on that • I am not afraid of ghosts • I used to get paid big time for blogging (until I got burned out and couldn’t sell my soul out anymore)…

<<Click here for more random facts about me>>

I guess every blog needs a thorough ABOUT ME page so there it is!  I couldn’t stop writing once I started it, went overboard and shot out 49!  Why not 50 you ask? Well, why not 49? 49 probably wants a list to it’s name too. 

So I might need someone to stop by and read it just to put it to good use. Hee!

PS. I would like to know a random fact about you too.  Please drop me a comment.  I really would like to know.


[Photo Credit: Abby Diaz, thankee!]

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FACEBOOK MAGIC

  

Thank you so much to everyone who took time to write me joyful and supportive messages on my Facebook post about making it to “ART SAVES LIVES INTERNATIONAL”.  Thanks to those who “liked”. I am touched.  It baffles me how sometimes a little milestone posted on Facebook can magically appear to be 100 times grander than it probably is,  which might be the case here.  I have a long way to go. But I am happy (and shall I say stoked!) with the thought that you all most likely “get me”.  So much more than the achievement or honor or recognition it brings,  it is the opportunity to live my humble dream of communicating important messages through my “heART” that I live for as well as being able to support the causes that resonate with me throughout this journey.  That is why I typically and stubbornly don’t make cute and pretty decorative artwork for money or pursue commissioned designs, that is why I suffer, struggle and die a little (truthfully, die a lot) when faced with requests to make art that I can’t personally connect with, no matter how much I am promised to get paid.  They are unbearably painful.  I digress.  My heart still aches,  I think it aches even more now realizing that there is so much more to do and so many more obstacles to overcome in order to do all of them. Thank you with all my heart.  The love in me recognizes and honors the love in you..

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