quattro anni = apat na taon

     It was april 19th when I took my flight from Osaka International Airport to Rome International Airport. It was my first flight via Alitalia, and I will never fly with that airline again. Their service is so bad, big time.

     It was my leap of faith... I was about to get married and I was flying in my scariest plane ride ever, no joke intended. There were ashes in the air, a certain volcano in Iceland was fuming lava... It caused flight delays here and there, God knows how scared I was... but still I flew across miles and I got married.

     The 24th day of April, It was 2010. It was a sunny day. I was wearing new dress, really pretty dress in its ivory color. I was feeling like the most beautiful lady that day. At least I hope I was in the eyes of my then future husband. I was able to put into use the make up that i had been buying in Japan during sale season. Hahahaha finally, I can put on make up with a good purpose: I am getting married.

     I was born in 1973, my husband is just 15 days older than me. Had we been born in the same country and the same city, we could have been great friends and lovers. Too bad we met too late, but anyhow, we have a family now. We are blessed with our healthy son we named from my mother and my husband's grandfather. We call him Nicholas Luigi. We believe in Santa Claus and we are happy to name him like our favorite saint... Saint Nicholas

     Today, we celebrate our 4 years of togetherness while we are apart. yes I am in his parents house with my son; he is in our house, an hour and half hour flight from here. Oh dear! I don't know if that's a good sign. I got fresh flowers though, delivered right here with a note that says he loves me and sorry to be away. hahahaha I love it when I get surprises. Thank you for the flowers, Amore!

           04-24-2014
           24-04-2014
           There are many number fours...
We hope to get luckier and happier. We hope to have more blessings and more real friends. We hope to be healthier and much more in love with each other. We hope to celebrate more four years ahead. We hope to be richer in faith as we travel this journey of married life...

            It is not always an easy road, but it is really interesting journey every single day. Thank you for conspiring with us. Thank you for making us enjoy each other and share our life together.

            FOREVER we will be in love, not just for FOUR years!

Munting Mundo

It is earth day...

And guess what? I decided to not use my facebook after 8 am today. At least one contribution I could do for this special earth day. I hope to pick some trash from the park as well. I am just waiting for my Nicholas to wake up.

He slept too late last night. He was somehow looking for his dad, who went home before dinner last night. Right, his father home without us. We are staying for an Easter holiday at my inlaws and we just have about 11 days left before we can finally go home to our REAL home and start our spring cleaning.

Earth Hour would be more meaningful if we could try to do something for our planet earth. The earth with all its mysterious stories behind it deserves a gift from us. And here is my proposal for my son and I to do today;

1. Nanay will use the internet less and will deactivate her facebook for at least 12 hours! (goodluck with that!)

2. Nicholas and Nanay will bring a bag and pick some unwanted sights (trash) at the nearby park. If it's a dog poo, maybe we have to pass.

3. We will buy some flowers in the pot or herbs like rosemary and replant them in grandmother's "veranda garden".

4. We will collect sticks and make some fun craft out of them.

5. We will swim in the community pool and promise to leave a small poster or two that says, "oggi e' il giorno della nostra pianetta."

6. We will water the plants in the "veranda garden" of Nicholas' grandma.

If something comes up, we will update this blog.
We will post the pictures of the things we did.
Enjoy this EARTH day, we can also make it an earth day everyday!

Whatever it is you will do today, have fun!

Yapak, Yabag!

Kahapon lamang

Yakap yakap kita

Ni hindi mabitiwan

Dahil napaka liit mo pa!

Ngayon sa isang iglap

Tatakbo takbo ka na

At minsan sa bilis mo

Ako'y napapa-buntong hininga!

Kahapon lamang,

Munting sanggol ka pa.

Ngumingiti, humagikgik

Na tila lahat ng tao'y

Walang mga pangamba!

Bukas, ano kaya?

Bukas, paano ka?

Bukas, saan ka dadalhin

ng iyong mga munting paa?

Marinig ko pa kaya ang yabag ng  mga mahiwagang mong paa? 

NanayniLuigi2014

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Our Hands

That busy hand;

That always work,

That busy hand,

That writes,

That bakes,

That cooks,

That paints,

Then cuts and pastes!

That busy old hand;

That always prays,

That busy old hand,

That washes,

That plants,

That digs,

That sews,

Then shares and gives!

That wrinkly hand;

That touches and heals,

That wrinkly hand,

That creates,

That sweeps,

That holds,

That moulds,

Then lets go and freeze!

That old wrinkly busy hand

That LOVEs and STAYS

Gets its energy and strength

from a pair of hands that suffered and got nailed!

EasterDayViva2014!

TinaClareteBosotti

Friday: Mask OFF

Take off your MASK,
It's good FRIDAY...

Tell him everything,
Unload, share, remove all
bitter thoughts...

Feel better, be TRUE
Pray with HIM
Die with HIM
Fall in LOVE with him, too!

It's the DAY that
HE suffered much
and HIS mother was there as a witness, too.

She was there!
Try to Feel her pains,
HEAR her silently cry
HER journey as HIS mother is very tough, too
Try to fit in her shoes.

Have this FRIDAY
in silence for all the SONS
and MOTHERS who are presently suffering

Unmask yourself to HIM
CRY with him if YOU must
But, REJOICE in peace on Sunday; that is the best miracle
from the heaven ABOVE󾍛

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(((sigh no more)))

Creative Nanay...

      I started loving arts and crafts when I was a university student. I belonged to a college they called,
College of Home Economics in a state university in my country. My major being Family Life and Child Development gave me a wholistic touch of almost everything: Food and Nutrition, Clothing Technology, Child Development, Psycholoy and Special Education, Parent Education, Home Management, Art Education and Reading Education among others. On my last year in the university, we were expected to use and incorporate all of the skills we learned from all the previous classes we have taken.

     My first job as soon as I graduated was that of a kindergarten teacher. I was dreaming of putting up my own school, but it never happened. A few of my classmates have their own schools and so far their schools are successful. But priorities change as we age and even if I will have a chance, I will never try to put up my own school. Working with very young children is not an easy vocation. It is a profession that entails more than your eight hour daily work load. It is beyond that! As a new graduate then, I was being totally ideal and a sucker for great dreams!

     I still dream, but that of illustrating for children's books; maybe that can happen. Who knows? I love cutting and drawing. I never stop loving and collecting colour pencils. There is something about coloured pencils. I have this great fondness for scissors, too. The same way I love to collect hello kitty stuff. I am still using a hello kitty diary. I even recycle them because I fancy them so much. I am using my 2010 hello kitty diary at the moment, it is already 2014!  I write on the pages I didn't write on last 2010. That's recycling!

     RECYCLING! We were encouraged and taught to make crafts from nothing. During my university days, there were not so many resources like what we have now. We had to think of toys and educational materials for the early childhood learners and utilize scraps from the conventional stuff we can find at home or in the garbage bin. We then transform them into unconventional toys that make for a very good interactive gadget for the children under 5 years of age. They could be boxes big or small, plastic and glass bottles, wooden scraps, cloth, food containers, plastic bags and paper bags, even toilet paper rolls. Many great kindergarten teachers are still doing that now. I admire those teachers, those who are very creative and innovative and not so much dependent on computer initiated activities.

      Several years ago, I worked in Japan as a kindergarten teacher. The Japanese are very resourceful and creative people, hence, I rekindled my love for crafts again. It became my stress reliever that even during my breaks I still make crafts. I made crafts in the form of postcards and cards which I sent to my close friends. I still believe in snail mails and I am more delighted when I have that personal touch on the cards I send to my family or friends. Among those I frequently sent cards to, was my husband now and of course my mother. I literally sent my husband postcards weekly. He has kept them. I sometimes look at them and I laugh realizing how in love someone can be.

     Here are the cards I have made recently. I wish I have more time. But I found out that if I sleep early and wake up earlier to have my own SPACE, I can be more productive. I have a little boy, my firstborn son. He is a toddler, 1 year and 5 months old. He is my only student at home and he takes me to gym classes everyday, figuratively! He keeps me on the go. He makes me think of more stuff that I can create for children his age.

     My son inspires me to create these cards, my husband receives most of these cards. What kind of mother and wife that makes me? so much in love with my family, maybe!

Connecting Bridges

 I used to see this bridge every night from my apartment... That was 4 years ago.



      For the good 3 years and 6 months in my life in Japan; I used to see this bridge while in the train. I used to see it while waiting for my morning  commute. I used to see it while eating my dinner, until before I close my eyes.

        I used to look at it and wonder about my life, think about my Inang. I used to wander by the seaside watching it and pondering about how it was magnificently built.

        I used to wonder about my life and my questions about it. While looking at this bridge; I wandered and I wondered more. And then, I got used to the everyday challenges working and living in Japan had to offer.

        I lived it and got tired of my questions. Shopping on Sundays and singing in the church helped me a lot!

        Now, I have my son and Diego and they are the best view every morning as soon as I open my eyes...When I have questions about OUR life, I just have to look at the two of them. Both of them hold all the answers and a whole bunch of other questions about OUR life, but always HE grants me the best answers through them.

        Arigatou Gozaimasu, Grazie Mille... Thank YOU so much for always answering my QUESTIONS, your answers are overflowing! I'm humbled! We, my family are very grateful to you!

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in the eyes of my sister

I think this photo is the best I have seen so far.

I see LOVE.
It reflects a hint of great sacrifice.
It resembles the CROSS of Christ, though worn and carried in a different way.
It represents that distinct bond.
A unique bond, that not even a mother who is ever present to take care of her own son could ever decipher.

I see LOVE.
On the red cheeks of the child.
I see that firm touch and hand caress that would like to say FOREVER but letting go at the same time. That's not an easy thought, letting go is quite harsh at times.

I see LOVE
and all of its extremes,
but the love it reflects and shouts silently gives a better universal appeal to this photo.
It is a wonderful photo of LIFE
and all of its minute and grand miracles. There's love overflowing yet the background is dark. In Darkness, there's HOPE; there's LOVe!

I see LOVE
from the hands of the person who took this photo.
This isn't my photo.
My sister took it. And that makes her a much better artist.

I want to be "that better artist" than her. However, since I LOVE her;
I give her all the credit.
Her LOVE goes beyond the confines of our Angono HOME.

May our creator bless her soul so much more!

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(Sanse, we love you! )


May her life be always Easter season!

A Father's Echoes

I sent a prayer book to the father of my friend. I attached a Christmas card cos that is the only card I have that is ready.

I mailed it few days before I left UK.
I am now here in Italy for a month. I was wondering what happened to that small parcel.

I can't ask my friend because I was thinking it got lost in the mail and I want it to be a surprise. I said it's ok, I will just send another one next time around.

And it arrived yesterday!
And it was the father's birthday...
I didn't even know that it would be the father's birthday.

Timing!
HE does things in mysterious ways.
And I do hope that the prayer book I sent him will echo his stories and wishes to the tiniest doors of HEAVEN...

May this father's precious heart and amazing love for his family be a great example to all the fathers he encountered everywhere he had been.

I remembered my Atang. I don't miss him now. This friend's father has been my other silent father for many months now.

Thank you for the SpECiAL friends you have given me!

Settimana Santa 2014

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PAGninilay NILAY sa Buhay ni Nanay!

Friday:

Thank YOU for the gift of life!
For the gift of motherhood,
Thank YOU very much!
I am so overwhelmed...
Oh WOW, how awesome!


Thank YOU for the Friends
Who are like mothers to me,
They make my motherhood
less challenging and more interesting!

Thank YOU for those mothers
Whom I have met and talked with
They taught me many lessons
Even they were not aware they did.









Thank YOU for my own Mother!
SHE is always praying for me,
Each and every day, Oh please
keep her in YOUR warm embrace!

Thank you for YOUR MotheR,
She' s a great source of strength,
a perfect example and a wonderful friend. So simple, so humble, a SAINT!

Thank YOU for the days to come
Each day getting brighter,
Every time your warm sun shines...
We're reminded that YOU're always there!












April 11, 2014
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