Aging is inevitable, and so is death. This realization hit me again this morning while I was looking at my reflection in the mirror. Though I don’t have facial lines/wrinkles yet (at least none that are very visible to the naked eye), I know it’s just a matter of time for them to appear in full glory. But I’m never afraid. Actually, I’m even looking forward to it because with aging comes a steady supply of wisdom and a wealth of experience.
But this post isn’t really about aging nor death. I just suddenly became amused with this list of age terms by decade that I happened to discover online:
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I have always believed that happiness is a choice. No matter how miserable you think you are, you can still choose to be happy. No matter how bad the situation may be, you can always choose to react differently and take things lightly.
The past months, I have observed how God tested my faith. I wished for a lot of things but only gained a handful. Or so I thought. Recently, I have been amazed by the little blessings coming my way. I didn’t recognize them at first. But eventually I realized they were indeed blessings showered upon me by the good and gracious one above.
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Spent the Holy Week with my entire family in our Cavite home. We made the most of what we had. We talked, giggled, laughed out loud, went out, ate, played and prayed. We spent our time doing the simple things we love to do. We were so engrossed in our own little world that before we knew it, Holy Week was over and we (my brother D, my sister J and I) already had to go back to the city. It’s one home-bound vacation I will never forget.
Have you done the religious tradition called Visita Iglesia? I have, but I was just with the boyfriend and my sister J. Oooops, his mom joined us, too! But she only stayed until the 3rd church as she still had work at the restaurant. We’re a small group this year, unlike last year where we were a big bunch, with two kids to boot (the boyfriend’s twin cousins).
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I have always believed that women can read minds, or at least sense things. The term ‘women’s intuition’ is no longer new. In the modern world, it is normally associated with infidelity when married guys cheat on their wives and the latter would find out about it either through body language or just by sensing that there is something wrong with the former’s behavior.
Women’s intuition is at play even outside marriage. In the workplace, for instance, I can easily tell if my co-workers like me or not. I don’t have to ask them. I just can feel it. I can also know by observing how they treat me as compared with how they treat my other co-workers.
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