You’re My Shelter

You’re the words that living inside,
spreading my wings to fly, soar high.
You are my escape, my shelter,
you’ve given the dying heart a new life.
Alone in my world, you’re beside,
your beautiful thoughts, keeps me alive.
Even you’re just a shadow from afar,
you ingnite this weary mind with fire.
Your eyes that speaks a thousands,
a soul that’s full of love and emotions.



Just a piece of writing can capture a heart, inspire and motivate. This one  particular blog I often visit to check and read had helped me through the most difficult times in my life. His words are so impressive and full of wisdom. Thank you beautiful soul.


The Storm

You’ve blown it with your anger,
wound you inflicted, too deep.
I heard you screaming somewhere,
fiercely dragged us and ripped.
Were you telling us something?
a message, reminding us to think.


I took this vid at home, in veranda during the typhoon, we were  intensely hit  last July 16, 2014. Thank God my family was safe, prayers for those affected. I could relate this in life, whenever we experience storms, the moment it roll in, it give us an important message, to be more prayerful to strengthen our faith and trust to God.

I Can Hear You

The silence in between I can read your story,
fears dripping from the eyes, your mind screams.
At a lost for words, drowning in a memory,
you hide yourself, sits alone longingly dreams.
I can’t find words to say, strength to begin,
but my heart’s with you, give me all your tears.
When darkness is upon your door, let me in,
I’ll be by your side, we will wait till sun appears.




Most of the time when we’re in deep pain, we hide in silence, the people who can hear the pain  or listens to  what’s not being said are the ones who truly care and  understand.


Little Things That Are Big


We seldomly realize how big, little things are until it all gone, passed,
life’s too short, hold on to people so dear, you care about today.
Never waste any time, savor each moment,  they may gone in a flash.
Hug them, never forget to tell them your three words everyday.
Time flies,  goes by so quickly, people go, only one thing will remain,
not a small thing, one that stands alone, Love, that explains all.






Dear Diary,

Sundays are what they are meant to be: spending quality time with family. Our Sunday was spent outside, letting our lil soldier to choose and decide where he wants to go first, since I had an appointment with my dentist at 3 pm, it has to be done. We left the house around 11 am and had to bring the kids first for a lunch then in  an hour or two, we’re going straight to their favorite place.. The one last request of our lil soldier before we left ,  two toy gun he’s eyeing since he first saw those, then a fruity mentos / tictac candy and a small blue rosary. A blue Rosary- I’m still thinking and wondering up to now, why he requested . He wore it after I paid it. We went straight to the dentist afterwards, then  reminded us all of a sudden that we will be gonna late for the Holy Mass. For a little kid, it’s unusual and strange to do such things. He was well behaved inside the church, just listening and singing, he never complained for the first time though he whispered he’s feeling hungry, he just waited. There was this annointing of oil after, he participated along with dad and his older brother and told me to annoint as well. I could felt then how Raik misses simple things like this. Most of the time, we spent Sundays in hospital, every week. When on our way home after dinner, he whispered something and smilingly said; “I’m happy mom, all done” then he kissed me. Couldn’t hold back my tears. I hugged him and I said; “We will have plenty of next time I promise.




***My  last entry in my open diary dated December 2, 2013, the following week my lil soldier  earned his wings..

My Short Prayer …

Over the blue sky, I see summer
My coffee in the morning’s hush
splash of waves that gently rush
Thinking about better days…
a dream of bliss, strength ahead
joy in the end, road without bend
inner peace, no heart will weep



~ Nodz

One’s Story

In hidden depths,
of one’s soul.
In secret chamber,
where no one knows.
In hearts we find,
pain so deep as sea.
Beneath the mind
we want to be free.

Thing we can’t let go,
here down inside.
Piece of story untold,
recurrently remind.
Clashing and fuming,
we chase for peace.
In silence, we just hide,
we drop tears to release.




Everyone has a story…inside…

Love Letter


Source: http://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/ive-earned-my-wings-im-sorry-mommy-i-left-you-so-soon#ixzz35vUTa9Rx

***Out of the blue I found this poem while surfing the net, written by somebody in behalf of his lost little brother. The message struck me to the core, missing my son terribly lately, this could be his message from Heaven…I thought about writing a response…


If only I had a wand, in a swoosh, I could let you stay
a time machine maybe, our moments I can replay.
An old lamp with a genie, all three wishes would be you.
or a power to turn back time, things I could undo.
Life isn’t fairytale, do not always have a happy ending,
we have God who decides and knows everything.
I love you so dearly son, I may not understand why you left,
I know you love me so much, it will be my strength.
God’s taking care of you now, no more pain, even fears,
I’ll be fine, in God’s time, you’ll no longer see my tears.
I’m not brave as you were, mom will always try to be one,
yes, I will meet you soon , when my work here is done.
I will be taking care of daddy, your big brother, don’t worry,
as you always say, we’re one in heart, it’s our family story.
Thank you so much my angel, keep watching us from Above,
you’ll always be missed and remembered my forever love.
I love you so much baby ❤️

Love, Your Mommy   “Nodz”


Tala *~

The state of my heart
The place where we are
Was written in the stars….



“A star falls from the sky and into your hands. Then it seeps through your veins and swims inside your blood and becomes every part of you. And then you have to put it back into the sky. And it’s the most painful thing you’ll ever have to do and that you’ve ever done. But what’s yours is yours. Whether it’s up in the sky or here in your hands. And one day, it’ll fall from the sky and hit you in the head real hard and that time, you won’t have to put it back in the sky again.”
― C. JoyBell C.

A Flash of Light


In creeping darkness, life is but a passing dream
for the lost ones, we can cast even a tiny light.
to rekindle their lost faith, hopeless it may seem
will enliven their journey, recover hopes in life.



As we grope in darkness, “what do we want most? LIGHT! We want direction and illumination. Darkness reminds us of our oppressive, burdensome need. It feels heavy even though it’s intangible. Only light, which also intangible, pushes the feeling away, it provides relief. A  chat with a close friend, talking about  common topics , food to places to scary things then to a simple thing – a flashlight..“FLASHLIGHT”. If we will relate this in life, the importance of this is not just  simple- In our lives we can be a “flashlight” to anyone, we don’t need to be big to be effective, we just have to be “on” when someone needs a light in dark moment. A flashlight draws power from batteries and we , draw power to God. As a light we dissipate fear , bring relief and lift spirits.Don’t keep the switch off or hold back as though our batteries have run down. Our source is the glorious “Light Invisible”. Being switched on pleases God. 


The Kind of Love

I’ve been like a song without melody for a bit,
wiltered like a flower without drop of rain.
You suddenly stepped into this soul in a blink,
everything’s change, it unlocked the chain.
You continuously flowing, pulling me closer,
your love light me up, brightens dark night.




“Though we are incomplete, God loves us completely. Though we are imperfect, He loves us perfectly. Though we may feel lost and without compass, God’s love encompasses us completely. … He loves every one of us, even those who are flawed, rejected, awkward, sorrowful, or broken.”
― Dieter F. Uchtdorf


My Joy

The soothing sound of a rushing water
the swishing wind blows, tiny voices I hear-
watching rivers move from drops of rain,
little souls playing, splashing, laughing,
day’s simple pleasures, I remember you



I was looking out from our terrace when it started raining, I felt a sudden calm within..tears dropped from my eyes, followed by a thought, these phrases. Missing so many things about you….my angel…my joy..

Broken Arrow


You have not seen me in a while,
I have not spoken to you lately.
But I know you hear my thoughts,
crying out in the dark wilderness
with my bow and a broken arrow
chasing peace, weary head to rest.
How far must I embrace sorrow,
to reach the end and win the test.



Feeling unmotivated to write the past weeks…..

Strong Enough..


Orange moon rises beneath the orange sky,
darkness starts to float, heaving a sigh.
I see flashes of light, pain, grief flickering,
her mind wanders, heart screaming.
Somewhere between wanting to believe,
when morning rises, sorrow leaves
Far better things ahead, will soon unfold,
I know she’s strong enough to hold.

~ Nodz

A Kind of Joy That Is….

Sunday morning after church,  while having breakfast at McDonalds, I read  an article in a newspaper handed  by my husband. I could see sadness in his eyes when he asked me to read it, written by a  12 year old girl student. Her story touched our hearts, young as she is, she understands life so clearly., …we couldn’t hold back our tears recalling we were once in same place, same time with our little boy years ago, <now he’s in Heaven>.  I let my eldest son read this too.. image _


FINDING JOY IN SUNBURNS….. By Justine Christie C. Buhia

I felt the burning heat of the fiery sun on my skin last April 26. It was the day that I spent a special time with my family instead of playing computer games. It was the day that we went  to one of the nice beach resorts  in Samal Island. image The clear, blue sea caught my attention first. My cousins and I went to the seashore and we swam in them. We cracked jokes and shared to each other our experiences in school while swimming. I realized that it has been so long since we talked  to each other like this. We also borrowed a boat that fisherman use. My cousins and I took turns in paddling it. We only took breaks to head to the open cottage and grab food to fill our hungry stomach. It was an exhilarating adventure even it was a simple activity. I still remember how burnt our skins were after the trip. My skin would sting with just a little touch. Yet, there was not a moment that I regretted about the trip. It was the joy that we shared that I remembered rather than the sunburns. It was special because  we did it in the memory of my baby brother. Two years ago, we were on the same beach with my then one-year-old brother. I still remembered the spot where we both played. I still remember how he unconsciously splashed water at me with his tiny little hands. He is gone but I believe he was by our side when we went to the beach. He gathered us and made our family share beautiful memories together. It strengthened our bond with each other. I learned that there are greater joys in this world that is more than what any material things can never give. Summer happens once in a while and it gives us the opportunity to make the most out of it. It is up to us to make the best of what we have.


This young writer is right, summer happens once in a while, it gives us the opportunity, the chance to make the most of it with the people we love, life is too short…

Hold people you care, in your heart today,

give your time. act now, don’t delay,

time flies swiftly, life passes by so quickly,  

~ Nodz    

A blessed weekend 🙏❤️

A Furry Friend..

It’s really amazing what dogs can do to human.


After the loss of our boy, days was not easy. I couldn’t even imagine before, a life without my son, how to start each day without his presence. It was just a bark of a furry little friend that changed it all…a Terrier mix  our “Kimi”. Before Kimi came, I asked my son in prayer if he could give mommy anything, for me to feel his presence. I was walking near my mom’s house, caught her beautiful eyes in a little cage with other puppies, she was different from the rest. 22oie_trim_image My prayer got answered.



I brought her home.  Her first time to travel in a plane. With my heavy heart, she made things easy.  Now, she’s my everyday happiness, my emotional support, even though our little boy isn’t here anymore to cuddle and hug Kimi and how we miss him  each day… I know he’s smiling up there and as an angel to watch her and us everyday.


How you looked deep into my eyes,

you touched this broken heart, soul of mine.

As you wag your tail, sadness flies,

your bark that says, stay strong, you’ll  be fine.


Thank you “God”, our angel “Raik” and “Kimi”



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