Valentine's Day 2012

Valentine’s and flowers, as dictated by our culture, go together.  Well, I’m not a flower guy.  Not now.  Not before.  The only time that I gave flowers to my wife on Valentine’s Day was ages ago when I was still courting her.  I think I bought her a P10 flower at a church near the place where we both worked.  Taghirap e! 

Normally I would opt to buy her something that she can keep to remember the occasion by---a card, a Papemelroti figurine, and if I have the time but no money, a poem.  Once I bought her a giant Kisses chocolate that gave her a toothache (I guess that would also count as something to remember the occasion with.) 

Flowers wilt and die.  No recall if you’re going to give this as a gift on a yearly basis.  The “WOW” effect would last only as long as the flowers are still fresh.  After that you’re back to square one. 

 Well, my wife is a romantic.  Though I have already told her my reason for not giving her flowers wants to satisfy her romantic needs on Valentine’s Day.  To satisfy me she said she does not want fresh flowers.  Plastic will do fine.

Plastic flowers?  Hmmm…never thought of that.  I guess its being PLASTIC connotes negativity in terms of intent but that’s just me overanalyzing.  Since I’m all for my wife’s happiness on this special day I gave in to her wishes.  Actually, she only asked for one but where’s the romance in that?  So, I got her three and then some.

Happy Valentine’s Day Sweety!

God, Santa, Christmas Presents and Another Yuletide Miracle

Miracles happen everyday---you just have to recognize it.  Why is this important?  Well, to give you the opportunity to be THANKFUL. 

Coincidence, luck, happenstance, they are all God's means of being anonymous. 

When I was still a kid I thought God and Santa were best of friends---I pray and Santa gives.  In hindsight, I thank God for giving me parents, ninongs and ninangs, aunts and uncles, who made me happy come Christmas time.  When I became a parent I became Santa to my kids and my prayers are now geared towards being given the opportunity to continue to provide for my family.  I no longer ask God for specific Christmas presents but is thankful for what comes my way (which becomes more and more seldom when you get older).  Oh don't mistake it, I do have my wish list.  But that is something that I leave to Divine Providence.

Well, I guess God still sees the child in me and touched someone to provide what I normally could not afford.  It may not be turning water into wine but a miracle just the same.

Thank you Lord for another Merry Christmas!