Distance is not an hindrance for loving someone. I have loved men from afar and near to me; they were all the same, I gave my heart to each and everyone of them, but as the number grows, less amount of love I give. It is different when it was with my first love. I gave my all, and take everything given (including the insults and heart aches).
Loving someone is a gift, a feeling of happiness, content, and being miraculously unselfish. Giving your all while loving is not a negative thing, rather it is something worth remembering. Giving just a little bit of this and that, for me is not love. If love fails, at least you learned from it. Be positive! If you were successful, then you have the rest of your life living in paradise. You could reach out to others by giving them a glow, touching their life with your happiness.
Polito, mi amor. If he is not the man destined for me, I just hope I could at least spend time with him personally, to just give him a little bit of hug and kiss. Maybe to have a chance to show my love for him, a love more than I have shown to other men whom I have mistakenly fallen into by looking for the right love of my life. I have known you then and know you now. You are without a doubt MY FIRST, ONE and whole life LOVE.
I believe that God had planned that each of us are destined to a person in life, others are just tools that God gave us to shape us as the best human being as we can, for the perfect one for us. Some people are just unfortunate to find or meet their SOUL MATE. I just hope, one day … I could be with someone, whom I will love, and will love me for eternity.
I am! With the same person who taught me how to love. Guess who? I don’t think you could. CLUE: He is not on my friends list here at friendster, but he is someone I have known since 1998 (I think, basta since I started chatting online). HAPPY ME! Te Amo Tanto!
I just saw this pic kanina and the first things that came into my mind was… "Abah nagpa draw gid sila portrait ni Hannah."
I was wrong… the drawing was made 1987 and Hannah does not exist then.
It is baby Honeylette. (Hannah’s Tita Honeylette - younger sister of Hectril)
Here is my baby Hannah.
He he he daw milagro noh! My car was soo dirty na kanina, that is why when we got home early, from the doctor. I immediately cleaned my car. Sa ayaw maniwala eto pics as proof!
Ara ho kuno abi stolen.
Isa pa gid, pawala lang.
Ara na, nag pose na.
Amat-amat lang.
Nag bigay gid!!!
Today She played with her new bike and we noticed that she has learned to let go and walk on her own.
I am very proud to see my daughter walking on her own 
She just can’t stop doing it.
Aside from that, I cant take my eyes off of her, because she knows A LOT OF DANGEROUS ACTIVITY.
I hope, I could put the videos online as proof.
I know that Hannah wants to have a bike, because when her 2nd cousins use to play outside the house with their bikes, Hannah would look at them with a smile on her face. When I let her ride one of the bike, she was very happy. Kanina at SM we saw this bike made for babies, I put her in the bike and she doesn’t want to get out of it. So we bought the bike. When we got inside the car, I put the bike at the luggage area, and she keeps on staring at it, as if saying "no one is gonna take my bike away from me."
I could not scold her, because when I do; she would always give me a BIG smile (Cute smile that always softens a moms heart.)
She had a ride at the carousel at SM City - Iloilo.
See for yourself! If there is one thing a mother could want, I guess it is for "her child and the father" to love one another. Imagine how would I feel seeing this… OF COURSE, my stupid-hard-stone-cold-heart, MELTED. Aren’t they cute? For me, this is my PEACE. This was taken at the hospital, we were getting ready to go home, after Baby Hannah was diagnosed of having Bronco-Pneumonia (like her father, mahina ang baga^). May 6 months of treatment pa. SHOWER YOUR BLESSINGS, NINONG AND NINANG! The BEST THING that you could give for Christmas is a PRAYER for GOOD HEALTH of Hannah. THANK YOU!
I forgot to put on my blog na sang November 1, 2005 (morning) while my mom is holding Baby Hannah and talking to my cousin, she noticed na si Hannah, ga-eat na sang PAN, there is nobody around that could give her the PAN. My mum asked my cousin (confused) and she answered her "they have no PAN in her house." Then my mom asked everyone in the compound (just to be sure, but they never went out of the house), no one have a PAN. Who could have actually given my baby a PAN? Was it a ghost?
