MARGIENARY

These pictures are of an albino peacock. It was forwarded to me in the mail. Some commented that it's like a giant snowflake... I'd say it's like a huge cotton candy... (cuz I have yet to see a snowflake, that is.) hehe... but ultimately, this albino peacock is rare and amazingly beautiful!

It has been almost two weeks now since I was discharged from the hospital and 4 days since I finished up all my antibiotic treatments.  But for some reason, I still feel like a fish out of water.  Except for a persistent dry cough and unexplainable lethargy, I am not really feeling under the weather, but mentally, I still feel like I am down in the dumps.  I botched my quizzes in Greek yesterday (although that was aggravated by the professor giving me one wrong quiz paper.  It was not the one I studied for but one that I have taken earlier, so at least I would expect that there should be a little bit of it retained in my mind, but nada!) With the other quiz (I took two of them because I missed the last one during my hospital stay), I forgot most of the vocabularies, the case endings, and so I was not able to translate any of the Greek sentences.  I came home feeling like I was the dumbest person who ever lived.  I have studied real hard, prayed, ...

I was awakened this morning by the sound of raindrops falling from an overcast sky on to the tin roof of my borrowed house and the gentle breeze that makes the flimsy curtain dance as it hangs on my window. I looked outside and saw a big yellow flower with drops of rain in its beautiful petals glistening in the morning light. With all that, I breathe a short thanks to Heaven for the cool morning and promised myself that this is going to be one beautiful day; it will be one of the best days of my life. Oh, could I be more wrong... Someone was at the door. No, there were two people knocking at my door. I stood on the tips of my toes and try to recognize who they were. When I went to open the screen door, I was astonished. There standing before me was my niece whom I haven't seen for what, 11 years? The last time I saw her, she was 5 years old. Now standing before me, all grown up, 16 years old. I let my eyes linger on her face. The moon-shaped forehead and the droopy eyebro...

I was awakened this morning with the sound of raindrops falling from an overcast sky on to the tin roof of my borrowed house and the gentle breeze that makes the flimsy curtain dance as it hangs on my window. I looked outside and saw a big yellow flower with drops of rain in its beautiful petals glistening in the morning light. With all that, I breathe a short thanks to Heaven for the cool morning and promised myself that this is going to be one beautiful day; it will be one of the best days of my life. Oh, could I be more wrong... Someone was at the door. No, there were two people knocking at my door. I looked over my shoulder and try to recognize who they are. When I went to open the screen door, I was astonished. There standing before me was my niece whom I haven't seen for what, 11 years? The last time I saw her, she was 5 years old. Now standing before me, all grown up, 16 years old. I let my eyes linger on her face. The moonshaped forehead and the droopy eyebrows ty...

These lines are for my my heartsis D...  sorry, sis, I have no time to be really deeply poetic...hehehe.  Thank you for the inspiration of your life... Let God hold your hand When conflicting possibilities stare you down When His will is unconfirmed When there’s nothing to do but wait Let Him hold you by the hand.   Let Him give you His peace When your heart is anxious When you want to chicken out Let God hold your hand.   When all you’ve left is a sigh A heart that could only cry Let His love embrace you And His presence comfort you.   When everything is fuzzy And your eyes just can’t see Let His wisdom be your sight He’ll lead you by the hand.   When you think you know And you find out you don’t Be assured that He knows Just let His wisdom be yours.   So in everything my dear Be it in matters of the heart Or in issues of the mind Let God hold your hand.

Start:      Dec 15, '08 7:00p End:      Dec 29, '08 Location:      Lakewood, Zamboanga del Sur

The morning woke up with a smile on its comely eyes As the hands of the sun caressed its beautiful face Drying up the tears that the night has left in its wake The darkness walks away like a phantom leaving no trace. And when the night comes, the new moon will rise It will shine like the sun, lighting up your path So you will follow the way of your heart You will soar, you'll live, you'll never come apart. So your heart is like a bird fluttering freely Trapped in a cage but singing merrily Even in captivity this bird lives happily Knowing that freedom is just a breath away.

I'm thinking I did nothing this year but get sick, be hospitalized and spend a lot of money I don't have on medicines, hospital bills and dr's fees.  So for the last few days, I kept myself from writing anything here because I decided that I don't want to write about sickness again. But on second thought, I realized that it is not so bad after all because I do want to praise God for another chance at life here on earth.  Now that sounds a bit spooky, but yes, this last hospitalization that I underwent almost took me (of course that is from a human perspective, since God knows for sure that it was not yet my time to go).  It has also made me realize a lot of things-- made me see how I have been wasting my time on things and activities that do not really count for eternity. While in the hospital battling an acute kidney infection that almost went systemic (an infection going into the blood thereby spreading to all parts of the body), and a typhoid fever that won...

Thank you, nothing to utter but you         To thIs loving heart who careS How I wish for a deeper one than you         To cry out my earnest appreciation Alas, my mind is empty but for ‘thank you’         Yet if your ears would meet my heart No doubt, you’ll hear the melody of my gratitude.   Kind thoughts, prayers, valuable gifts and your lovely face on that trying day         Etched forever in my memory         Your name is written in the threshold of my heart.   Oh that I could come up with something other than a resounding thanks   Uhuh, nothing comes to mind, nevertheless, THANK YOU.