God works in mysterious ways. There's a reason for every season. Sometimes I just can't fully comprehend why things happen. But Maybe we are not supposed to understand. Maybe we are to experience life the way we chose to live it and whatever our path leads to. The night of my 45th birthday, my Dad called me and told me that he wasn't feeling well. He must have been in pain that he forgot to wish me a "Happy Birthday!". That night, my brothers took him to the hospital. He had a mild heart attack and had some kidney problems. A few days later, I flew in to Manila to be with him. My brothers and I thought we had to say "good-bye" to a very special person. 2/3rd's of my Dad's heart had already been damaged by his previous heart attacks. When I saw him, my heart couldn't bear the pain he's going through. But with prayers, love and support - we are lucky that Dad recovered! He's not totally the same. He still has to go thr
Motherhood. It's not job. It's a gift. It's a Happy, Simple Life.