Sunday, September 9, 2012

Two Became One

She had her share of broken hearts. 
She cried a lot but learned to start.
She believed that one day soon,



One will come and make her swoon.

He did.
And he didn't let her go.
He couldn't.
He didn't.

And off they went to tie the knot,
in our tiny garden they laid their oaths,
to keep each other,
to remain together,
to face forever,
and live happily, 
(c) Burnt Raisin
The Newly Weds
no matter what,
ever after.

Two became one.
Here's to Lanz and Dyan...

We pray they remain
Loyal and true to the vows they exchanged,
Because isn't that all it takes?
For the two to remain one, and for love to persist?

Saturday, August 4, 2012

Everybody's Mama

A Band for Keeps

Finally, a band to call my own. :-)

It matters not where it's from,
Where it's been,
How it''s done,
The long sad years are all but gone...
because at long last,
the ring's in my hand. =)

Thursday, July 19, 2012

Missing Teaching


Was buying water from the refill station when a guy in a motorcycle called out, "Ma'am Cheng!" I paused to look who it was. Of course I didn't recognize him but assumed he was a former student.  He got off his bike and we chitchatted while waiting for my water refill.  Told me he was so glad to see me after such a long time.  Found out he graduated six years ago and been in the army since then.  (Boy, it's been that long?! I suddenly felt old.)

Eversince I quit teaching a few years back, and old acquaintances ask me if I miss my former job, I would always respond no.  My present career(s) give me a sense of liberation which I never felt before in my former job as an 'esteemed university professor.' But that brief tête-à-tête with my former student made me realize that yes, teaching will always be special. It's an incomparable privilege...an understated role that creates a lot of impact upon the lives of young people. A teacher can become a significant influence in her students' dispositions.  A teacher can be unforgotten.  A teacher can leave an imprint in the souls of her students which, although unintended, remain there for keeps.  A teacher's legacy reverberates throughout eternity.. Sigh.

So if somebody asks me again if I miss teaching, I'd say yes. Most definitely.

Saturday, March 31, 2012

When I am Old and Grey



When I am old and grey, I still wanna do this...
Walk along the beach, frolic in the summer heat,
Perhaps (but not necessarily) in a purple two-piece,
Hopefully alongside also my sweet. ;-)




(-shot  in Boracay, date indicated)

Tuesday, March 20, 2012

Why Not?

Just because it ain't Valentines anymore doesn't mean I can't get any more flowers, can I? But perhaps, 'tis why my tears fell when I received this...

It's not my birthday. It's not Valentine's Day. We weren't fighting.  So why this?

I was told, "Why not?" Then I sobbed.

Saturday, March 17, 2012

A Special Nail (Ver. 2)

I ran into a special nail 
I know not where it’s from 
It fell in the middle of the road one time 
And waited for me to come. 

Then I did. 

Many have come before me, 
Many have treaded the same path, 
But I was the only one, 
Who ran into it when I passed. 
 What kind of happenstance? 
Or was I meant for that circumstance? 
To be perturbed by such a nail, 
Which bore a hole in my tire …and soul. 

Nails can injure superficially, 
But also rip our flesh and hurt badly, 
And although some could be avoided, 
There’ll be a time we’ll find ourselves – nailed! 


 It’s almost funny how simple experiences such as tripping on a nail can teach us great lessons in life. I was driving home one time when suddenly, I felt one of my tires swerve. I pulled over to discover that my rear tire was flat. Looking closely, I found a huge nail which was not only stuck on the tire but was buried completely, only its head stuck out. Exasperated, I sought help to repair my flat tire right away. As it was being fixed, I came to realize a few insights which enabled me to appreciate that minor mishap.

Firstly, along our life’s journey, there are special nails especially meant for us to trip on. These nails are special because we aren’t the only ones journeying in life. And yet, for a reason many of us cannot right away fathom, that one nail reserved for us, finds us. Then we are changed – forever.

 Second, we are bound to meet different kinds of nails. Some nails would be easy to spot and therefore, can be easily avoided. These nails could be the fake friends we should avoid, false hopes we should dismiss, or sheer pleasures we should shun. We should always be on guard for these kinds of nails.

Third, we are all vulnerable. While some nails can be easily avoided, there’d be nails especially meant for us alone. And so while a few may succeed in wounding us superficially, some could rip us up completely. A shallow injury could be in the form of a simple misunderstanding between friends or rejection from a job application. Deeper ones could be challenging such as being married to a difficult spouse, being tied up to a demanding career, or having to suffer an unstable health condition.

Fourth, no matter how much we try, at some point in our life, we can still get NAILED! There will always be a special nail reserved for us. Jesus exemplified this. Was it lack of discernment that led Him to fall into the trap of betrayal? No. Was it His cowardice that caused His crucifixion? No. Was His existence worthless because as God’s Only Son, He allowed (and even welcomed) His death by being nailed on the Cross? No! Because if He didn’t allow to be nailed on the Cross, where is our salvation? What would be the essence of our own existence?

Oftentimes, we become so judgmental of others condemning them for falling prey to their nails. Why? We smirk at a neighbor who cohabits with another, sneer at an ex-convict, and proclaim damnation for a prodigal child returning to his parents. For the most part, it’s easy for us to slam others for their vulnerability, carelessness, or folly and charge them guilty for causing their own misery.

Ever so often, we detest those who are nailed to their hapless circumstance. But are they truly guilty as charged? Can we condemn Jesus, God’s only Son, for allowing Himself to be nailed to the Cross? No. Those nails on the Cross were special. Jesus’ being nailed to that Cross was special. It was what His Father had intended for Him -- and for the entire humanity. He died so that we may live – eternally. It is the greatest paradox in human history. But it is the very essence of our existence. Like Christ, each of us is also destined to “suffer” from our own special nails. So while certain circumstances NAIL us, we are also destined to emerge triumphant – the same way Christ did.

Lord thank you for stopping us by 
to remind us
 that we have so much to thank You for in our lives
– nails (and crosses) included. 
Amen.