When you just want it to happen.

When I was a child I wanted to change my name. This story cracks me up every time I remember it and to this day whenever I tell it to people I cry out of too much laughter (and humiliation, I suppose). Here’s how it goes: I was sitting beside my kindergarten classmate whose name is Jennylyn de Asis. For some weird reason I was soooo fascinated with her name that I wanted to change my name to hers. When I got home I told my mom (who was my pre-school teacher) that I wanted to change my name to Jennylyn de Asis. My mom, of course, in her delightful graceful composure, explained to me that we cannot have our names changed.. and so I cried. Like tantrums-cried. I recall my mom showing me my birth certificate, explaining that my name is my name and I cannot change it. There’s just no way. I cried and cried and did not talk to my mom for a week. I am not sure how it was resolved, I probably just forgot about it eventually.

It’s funny how some of us assume that it’s so easy to change something – just like that. Or that we should get what we want because we want it so bad! This is a struggle for me, because I am so used to being a go-getter. Earlier my husband and I were talking and I was so upset and was pulling out a tantrum (it’s PMS time, ladies and gentlemen) because I wanted something to happen so bad. Well, first, it was me wanting something (a particular thing).. then me wanting something to happen.. then me fighting with him and then me resorting to crying and getting mad at him. And then I cried to the Lord. I was so upset and I was asking him “why, Lord, why? When? When will these things happen? Why are these things not happening?” Patience is not my best trait and most of the time I just lose it. My husband, being the patient, understanding man that he is, explained to me that these things- the things that I am mad about are not important. And that there are far more important things that should concern me. And that we should just trust in the Lord, know that He knows what He’s doing, and that we should not worry about these things because heck, He knows the future and He is God. Shouldn’t that give us peace?

I was ashamed because I realized that I was too focused to getting what I wanted that I stopped focusing on the beauty of waiting (believe me, there is joy to it!). I focused on a very small aspect that I failed to see the bigger picture. I was ashamed because how could I not trust in Him? How could I worry? I try to justify my worrying to just being concerned but deep down I know that I was really anxious and worried.

It’s normal to be worried and scared about the future but really, where would that take us?

So here’s what my husband told me, in the midst of me sending him angry messages and stuff:

Remember Paul and Silas? When they were persecuted and imprisoned? Every month prisoners like them were being killed.. so what they did was pray. Not to get out of prison but to be extended on their imprisonment. You wanna know why? Because that is where they seek the Lord.

Sometimes we are too focused on the things that we know would bring us comfort. On hassle-free, stress-free stuff. But if we seek the Lord’s presence there is enjoyment in the middle of a stressful life, it’s like we have our own life in the middle of these problems. A beautiful, peaceful life. Why do you have to look for a problem-free place when you can create a peaceful zone with God? It may not be comfortable but it is definitely peaceful.

Oh how I thank the Lord that I have a husband like him! I know these words are not new words for me, or for anyone. But sometimes we really need to be reminded (and slapped in the face). When did I ever stop being contented over what I am blessed with? Our situation may push us to our limits (waaah, sorry Lord) but we can rely on the promise that He is God. Over whatever situation we are in. He is God over our families. He is God over our broken relationships. He is God over failed jobs. He is God over new adventures. He is God over new dreams. He is God over long distance relationships. He is God over this chaotic world that we live in.

He is God. That alone should give us peace.


Bedtime Stories: The Adjustment Bureau.

I saw Homeycomb comics through Smart Parenting and I really enjoy reading the strips. But this particular strip made me laugh and smile and remember my first month of marriage. I love love love this! Relate na relate ako dito. People always say that one of the many adjustments every newly weds go through is the sleeping together phase. When we got married our only issue with the bed was that I want to be near the fan (mahilig po akong magpabugbog sa fan, kahit may aircon or wala dapat nakatutok- take note, nakatutok, hindi umiikot ang fan-sakin). Hans on the other hand wants to be where the wall is and he doesn’t like the idea of being near the fan ‘coz he feels like drowning. 😜 Pero ang nakakatawa samin hindi namin parehas gusto magkayakap pag natutulog. Tamang cuddling lang before we sleep but we don’t wanna sleep hugging each other. Nangangalay kami parehas!! Hahaha. But what gets me the most is waking up looking for the hubby- that’s just so me. And I wanna be with him when I’m sleeping, kaya nakakatawa kami nung nag night shift nako kasi pinipilit ko syang tabihan ako kahit bago lang ako makatulog. ❤️ 

How about you? What’s your married life bedtime story? ❤️💋

Happy 7th of October!

The hubby and I are celebrating our 22nd month together today. And we totally forgot about it. Yep. I know. I just realized it now, at 9:00 pm.. even after the convos that we had today. You see, the hubs and I are on a long long distance love affair- he is based in a province (2 hours away from home) and he stays there during weekdays. He comes home on weekends, or whenever his wife would demand that he come home. 😀 We’ve been in this situation before we were married- he worked abroad for a year. But of course it’s different now that we’re married.

When I was asked how I’m taking the whole LDR thingy, I told my  friend that the distance is somehow helping our marriage. Now that Seth has become the cute little monster that he is (he is oh so clingy, he loves to play and loves to eat and poop and sleep- if you know what I mean), we would go into arguments. We’re in the adjustment phase: the whole ‘we just got a baby phase’, the ‘I already fed him so you go clean his poop phase’. The baby boy is sooo clingy BUT only to his mommy so you would understand where I am coming from, yes? Apparently he doesn’t. So we would fight, and talk, and later, laugh. Marriage life, I know.

So where was I?

Right. The LDR thingy. Now that we’re on this phase, the distance becomes a blessing. We are a very clingy couple, and being apart made us (me especially) realize how independent of a woman I am. I can never go to a place without my husband and he cannot drive to a place without me (shouting in the front seat- teehee). He used to bring me to work and fetch me from work every single day that I had forgotten how fun it is to commute. Okay, not really fun-fun , but you know what I mean.

With the LDR thingy, our communication improved 100%. Not communicating scares me. Sometimes we would go home and Seth is asleep and we would hold our gadgets and not talk. For hours. And then I would wake up and try to open up a conversation. I don’t like not talking. Sometimes when you live in one roof you would just shove the idea of talking away because you are together anyway. Which should never be the case. I love to talk (now you know why my son loves it too)! I read in one article that with long-distance relationships, communication doesn’t just improve; it becomes vital to the survival of your relationship because it’s basically all you have.

Lastly, with the LDR thingy, we look forward to being together again. I look forward to weekends because I know that I would see him again. Not that I am never excited to see him on regular days. Even before, I look forward to him fetching me.. but it’s totally different now. The excitement is a hundred times more.

I am thankful that we are given this test in our marriage. Even more thankful that we’re not countries away. But most of all I am thankful because it’s the 7th of October, and we are still happy together. ❤

Happy Birthday Jen!

We all have a friend who sticks closer to us than a sister.

In my case, I’d say it is you.

You have been my close friend since MYF days (helloooo, PLASTICS!) and actually even before our Plastics days we have been together (remember your tahong phone moments? I was there!! HAHA). You were there during my Makati days (lunch outs!) and borrower’s days (HAHAHA remember?). You were there when my heart was broken, and when my heart was healed from all the pain.

And now, it’s your special day! Oh my, how time flies fast, right? And because it is your day, allow me to make this post all about you. 🙂 Let me tell you and everyone else why you are loved by many, and why you are loved by me!

1. You always think first before you speak. I’ve always loved this about you, you know. You always know the right words to say. And you definitely know the right time for those right words.

2. You taught me that my relationship with God should be like a love story. I will never forget the time when I was hurting from a bad relationship and you told me that for me to be a true worshiper in spirit and in truth, I must remember that all of this is a love story: I should constantly win God’s heart, as He is always winning mine. I brought this lesson with me until the right man for me came along (yikee!).

3. You are a good listener. Whenever I just feel like ranting I know I can always run to you.  And by whenever, I meant even during those times that you are in the middle of something- be it sleep or an important meeting!

4. My girlfriend Dane (holla girlfriend!) told us this before: you are the glue that keeps us (especialy PLASTICS) together. And you really are that one person who goes an extra mile just to set up coffee dates, meet-ups and the likes!

5.  You make friendship with me sooo easy. I know am not the most lovable person on earth (tee-hee!) but you make friendship with me sooo effortless. Thank you for being a dear friend to me!

There you go! Let me just limit it to 5 for now but you know I can gooo on and on with this 🙂

You are like my family, Jen. Thank you for countless years of friendship! From being your official 3rd wheel to being married to us becoming an official double date of yours and Floyd (have we done that? Haha!), I must say we really have been through so much together! You are loved by many, always remember that! And though I may not be one of your bridesmaids (haha sorry, baby on the way!) know that I am here for you always! Enjoy your day my dear sister! Love you to bits!

ALAB Christmas party 2006? or 2007? Gah, I can’t remember!
From my fugly days to my okay days, you were there! Haha!
I definitely look forward to more crazy moments with you!
“In good times, or bad times, I’ll be on your side forevermore..”
“…cause that’s what friends are for.” 🙂
Aidan’s first birthday. Our friends already have kids, can you believe it?
Remember when we said we’d eat at all the restos/fast foods in Morato? We never completed that mission! Haha.
We go beyond years, Jen! Our friendship is definitely one for the books. 🙂

Aidan’s 1st Birthday and Baptism: A Milestone.

We used to just plan about MYF activities and Christmas Institutes. Then came our weddings – our wedding wouldn’t be as smooth as it was without them. And now, look at what we just planned and succeeded: a birthday party and baptism!

Talk about milestones!

Last Saturday, our dear friends Nova & Teng celebrated the first birthday of their firstborn, Aidan Samuel. 🙂 It was also his baptism. We met weeks ago about the party details. It was a construction-themed party. Coolness, I know!

Aidan’s invite 🙂 His invites had 3 designs.

L-R: Our dear doctor friend ate MeAn (who we haven’t seen in years!), Zaira (who’s giving birth this summer), Zion, Jen and Carleen (Top)
Our newly-engaged friends, Coy and Wendi 🙂 Ohhh love.
Hubby and I with our ‘immunity vests’ Only for the dad’s best friend and the best friend’s wife. HAHA.
Jen and Pastor Floyd, who are getting married this year as well! Wee!
Jen and I. I love you, sis. 🙂
During one of the games. Zaira in her usual stage mom self.
Pastor Floyd and my Engineer. 😀
The kids dancing guess what? Yep. Gangnam style.
Girls vs Boys. The girls won of course 😀
Aidan with Ninong Hans and Ninong Gmae.
Aidan with Mom and Dad 🙂
Candy-buffet ladies- Cams, me and Carleen! 🙂
With the pretty ninangs 🙂
The handsome ninongs’ turn now. 🙂

We all had a blast! Birthday parties are fun! 🙂 This particular party made me think how my friends and I have turned into grown-ups. Sigh. Talk about regression!

I am indeed blessed to be spending my grown-up years with my spiritual family. I definitely can’t wait ’til it’s our turn to host our kid’s birthday party! 🙂