i miss you here....

I long to write you a letter but I know you will laugh out loud so I won’t send this to you personally

but I will let the world know.

It’s been three months since the last time I see you coming in the front door of our office. And that was long. You almost enter at the exit but suddenly you realized it’s the exit and you turn your back, then step your feet on the entrance because you were eager to get in. You were so happy that day and ask me how we have been. And you check everything on our wall posting and write down all our task to be accomplish this year. Although you used to call us and text us and say hi and hello’s still we missed your presence in the office. It’s different if you are there. We feel incomplete when you’re not around because the office can’t be an office if there aren’t any boss and all. That’s what I have learned from you. That’s why I used to ask when are you coming back. But you used to say, you don’t even know when and you just smile. Although I didn’t say more infront of you but I guess you know in my gesture how much I care about you.  

  

For the last five long years you’re the only boss I have. You invest so much for me and trusted me well. You gave me all the latest fastest trending gadgets I need in the office. You never failed to check on me every time I am in school for my modular programs in which you required me to be or when I just having fun with my classmates. You are always there for me when I need you as what you always said you are just a call away. That I think I have two best moms in the world and that makes me lucky. And I thank you for giving me such wonderful opportunity. To experience things those of my other co-workers never experienced with.  And in that long five years much that I have learned from you is that I have learned to be just like you. You taught me to be humble most of the time. You taught me to have my feet always in the ground. You taught me to give respect to where it is due. To be polite and to be kind. You are part of my development. It was you who taught me to be prim and proper and crazy! To stay positive and never lose hope. You always fix everything for me. You taught me to fight for what is right and what I believe in. You taught me well how to defend and stand on my ground. You always give me the assurance that everything is okay even if I can’t do math and write on pen and paper.
    
I miss you in the office. I miss you say things I need to know. I miss to see you set in your office table full of files and bills and all. I miss our face to face conversation and the never ending laugh when its 8 in the evening and we haven’t finish all the presentations we need the very next day and I really miss how you smile over my little wrong doings.    

You taught me really well. From the simple garbage segregation that you personally trained me everyday for the last three years until I learnt it, to use the back of the paper when printing draft and never crumpled it that I think has gone you mad up to my grammar corrections. I never saw you whinge when you see things they aren’t supposed to be and you never get mad at me when I still didn’t follow your orders to print the back of the paper when we are printing in draft. You just smile and tap my head and you never lose your temper over me when I said why should I be doing that? You never failed to say hello to me even if you’re sick and all. You may never know that in times I had my headphone with me, it’s not that I don’t want to listen to you but it’s just that I have to listen to all you’re instructions for me so that all the task you want me to accomplish will be done perfectly. That in times we don’t say a word it’s just that were busy reading and reviewing our entire task, for you are the most perfectionist boss we have learned to love and respect. You always want things to be perfect and all. In our office there are no rooms for glitch and errors.    

I treat you as my own mom and my mom knows that too. And in times like I don’t like the whole wide world you were there to comfort me. I wasn’t even afraid of tito ed because I know you will defend me to him. That’s why I seldom make mistakes and never did I fail you on everything. Because I am much afraid of you.     

Although what you said to me last week was breaking my heart and make me sobbed I want you to know that I will follow whatever you want me to do, cooperate, do the best I can and give my trust to anyone you wants me to be with. I will be forever grateful for all the things and the love you gave me.     

Smile, send us text, call our office phone, give us instructions, rephrase the paragraph, sign our accomplishments, comments to all our good and wrong doings and give us hope. That’s all we ever wanted. Three months is long and done and all our listed tasked has long been completed, we need you in the office. Please come and write on the wall our next responsibilities.     

We are all waiting for your return.  We know you can make it like you always do!  

Down South Mindanao

If it weren’t for the job i am into I wouldn’t be able to explore the beauty of Butuan City. Bounded by a connecting flight from naga city to manila here I am waiting for my next flight to Butuan City Agusan Del Norte Philippines. I am travelling together with Mayor Yu and Mayor Embot to attend the 7^th South South Academy called by RED CROSS and CARE Nederland. This NGO help our municipality a lot. From them I learned all the things with regards to disaster risk management and survival in times of disaster.

I wake up late today but I was able to catch my flight. I live far from the airport good thing we have a very resourceful and fast driver. He took us to the airport in time for our flight. Since my flight will be an hour for now we will have our lunch first before we boarded for our next flight and who would want to travel with an empty stomach. I will be in Butuan City for the next seven days and it will be long and the flight will last for two hours more. Its so nice to travel with two lovely mayors everybody seems so nice and smiling and we are always in the front row and I love the VVIP treatment but even so I do have to follow strict airport rules from our luggage down to the backpack I am carrying. Its nice to be with them most of the time. By the way mayor embot is the town mayor adjacent to our municipality and mayor yu is her very best friend.  

According to my briefing documents which I get from the organizer mayor yu will present the Calabanga’s Experience on Disaster Risk Management and Climate Change Adaptation the day after tomorrow but since we are traveling for free and all-expense paid we grab the opportunity to get there ahead of time not to stroll around but to observe since the 7^th South South will be participated by the different Asian nationalities and leaders. It will be fun and I am pretty sure joining in every session will enhance our knowledge more. And we will not get there empty handed I too and mayor yu did prepare all the things we needed for the said presentation. We practiced for two days. It is the expertise and preparedness of our municipality that we are to show case this time and not alone that it is also our chance to invite them and gain partnership as well. And since Mayor Yu is one of the DRR practitioners it is our very big chance to gain for our municipality’s accord and we need to impress them very much.

Off to lunch….

And so here I am inside the plane waiting for it to touch down the city of Butuan Agusan Del Norte Mindanao.

…….

To our surprise we travel along with the CARE Nederland Representative Celso Dulce inside the plane. Tito Oslec as I called him is a very kind, handsome, generous calabangueno. He never misses any chance to give Calabanga anything he can afford. It was him who bring to Calabanga all the blessings a local government cant afford for the partnership and collaboration from an international NGO funded by the European Commission.

We stayed at Hotel Balangay. It’s a beautiful hotel situated in the heart of Butuan. The walls and floors are made up of narra tree. It is very clean, well-polished and smells really good. They also displayed artefacts of the Philippine history way back from our forefathers in their lobby.

 The first thing I get to see is Pam! Pam is there too! Im so happy to see pam because I miss her very much! The hotel staffs take us to the hotel room. I get to change my clothes and freshen up then headed to the conference room. My day 1 ended up listening to all the success stories from the different part of Asia. I feel so tired but it all worth it. I got the chance to meet all the DRR practitioners, shared my stories, exchange emails and make more friends.

Day 2

I was thrilled to visit st. joseph’s church in the city of Butuan. I went along with maam mijares for this early trip because she will catch her flight to Malaysia. We went to the City Park and city hall too. Its so nice and I feel safe the people are all polite.

We spent all day listening to all success stories and visit every kiosk decorated by the participants from the Asian country. Good thing I was an early riser and early riser usually gets plenty of rewards. My boss will surely feel glad bringing this stuff home.

So excited on her very big day mayor yu told me to sleep early so that tomorrow I will have all the energy I needed for the success of our presentation and I obeyed her.

Day 3

Day start the big day and this is it. All I can say is that the amount of clap we received while doing it speaks of how good and successful we are during the presentation. Mayor yu did a very great job. Shes a great speaker and I bow her for that.

We get the chance to visit  mayor yu’s distant relative in the city. They are doctors here. And lucky to have meet their family. They are so kind to us.

On Day 4

Today we are going to explore the hidden beauty and all of Butuan. The convoy take us 3 hours to get to this place.

meet my new friend!

They said that having a lot of friends is good. Having a trusted friend is far good and having beautiful friends that had the traits of what you’re looking for people makes the life worth living.

Seldom did I try to be friend with people who are far richer than me. Seldom did I befriended with people who are much prettier than me but today wasn't that any ordinary day…my seldom status did change and i think I  have found a new friend whom I consider as one of the best thing since peanut butter….her name is miel.

I didn’t know we will be friends since we don’t have a lot of common and I don’t share my life in the world. It was just recently when I learned for her family name since I saw it in her ID. She was wearing an ID of all people!

I have known her since July 15. But other than her name is miel that’s the only thing ate lala, me and roxy knows about her. As you know that ever since we don’t engage much on people and we don’t make friends to everybody. Just simple hi’s and hellos do…What we are eager to know in the office is what is yahoo’s trending issue and the word we need to know for the day. Other than writing and consolidating reports, coding, responds to queries and some other important matters we tend to, we don’t engage in gossip and we don’t have much time talking. We consume the entire day to be productive. We equipped ourselves with headphones and that makes us alive. We just listen to music. We ensure that every day we tend to all the queries. So that each time our boss asks for our accomplishments we can reply back in a minute. That’s how simple our office life is.

I was afraid of her from the very first time and even roxy too. She looks like Miss Minchin! Our boss said “tito ed will have his own private secretary on Monday and I expect you to cooperate with her” that’s my boss instruction before she left us. Well my boss happened to be the wife of tito ed. In short my boss can be a mayor too! I remember we asked our boss if that Ms. Minchin is kind or is she strict? Our boss said why don’t you go and ask her…and told us to behave. Then she went to our office wearing an executive look she’s so beautiful as what ate lala had said and we found her cool. Yes indeed she’s pretty and she rocks!

Days passed and we begin to like her. She is so nice to me, to ate lala and to roxy! She used to smile back and that makes her more beautiful!

What we like about her is that she’s smart, crazy and intelligent, traits that we prefer for a friend. She’s very fun to be with. She’s not that soft spoken but when you talk to her you will easily like her like we do. There wasn’t any dull moments with ate miel. That our boss was suddenly mad at us after his presentation during the regional fora at the hotel. We didn’t behave as what he expected us to be. We didn’t take our sets and we talk nonsense and then the boss happened to pass us by and he heard what we’re talking and that was it the boss has gone mad on us. But we did both say sorry because that’s what we are supposed to be and that’s what we should be.

We walk for about 3 km and the trek was strenuous but unlike any other office girl we didn’t hear her whining even her feet was full of mud.

Hilarious but in their office when the boss rings his bell ate miel will run even without slippers. Seriously! What is in that bell that makes her move like superman? She’s an angel to tito ed. She fixes everything including tito ed speech! Things my boss can’t do due to her poor health condition. Lucky is tito ed for having her as her trusted secretary.

I wonder how she managed her time to her family and the office. She used to get home late. As late as 9:00 pm and went to the office at 8:00 am. I wonder if she ever sleeps well too…the last time I texted her was 12:30 in the morning and yet she was able to text me back.

What makes me sad is when I learned from her and tito ramon that they are mimicking all her actions, the way she answer the phone, the way she talk, the way she run, the way she make coffee. And I guess that’s explained why she isn't friend with all in their office. I think that’s filipinism, the very bad side of Filipino co-workers. They try to hold you tight no matter how much you tried to move forward. And that’s what I don’t understand. It doesn't matter how well you perform. It doesn’t matter how good you are in everything you do. Their eyes have long been closed before it even opened. What a pity! Knowing so made me realized that in this government institution you just can trust everybody. They treat you as their first line enemy. Envy can kill a mocking bird too!

I wonder what will she said to me if she read this. She might beat me to death if I tell the world that she used to have a vaporizing rub in her bag! And she wasn't that organize! Her office table sucks!

But would you believe she cried over little things but I guess that makes her normal.

What makes her above all is that she knows how to listen, she knows how to say sorry and admit her faults. She knows where to stand and defend her ground. And that makes her perfect!

Maybe one day I will be able to tell her the words I used to tell my big sisters--- but for now I thank her for being so good to us and for the friendship she gave us all.

She is so accommodating. She is helpful. She is kind.

That I think I should stop here because her ears might just clap!

303 years of devotion and growing!

Last Friday, September 13, thousands of pilgrims from all over the world gathered around the Penafrancia shrine to witness the annual traslacion of the Our Lady of Penafrancia, Patroness of Bicolandia. The holy image of Ina was known to be miraculous and thousands of devotees pay their homage every year for each favor they received.  

Traslacion, is the transferring of the miraculous Image of the Our Lady of Peñafrancia and of the Divino Rostro to the Metropolitan Cathedral.

The feast of Our Lady of Peñafrancia is celebrated on the third Sunday of September in Naga City. It is preceded by a nine days of prayer in honor of the Virgin and holy masses are celebrated every hour by the priest from all over the Philippines. On the ninth day, the image is returned to her shrine following the Naga River route. The colorful evening procession is lit by thousands of candles from devotees in boats escorting the image. This tradition begun in 1885. 

It was more than 300 years and yet her devotees grow each year. Despite all the trials, present economic condition and technological advancement not to mention the growing number of religious sect, believers are still coming and growing to visit her shrine. I cannot say that maybe because we inherit this traits from our forefathers who was remnants of Spaniards nor that maybe because we are just doing this because someone required us to do so but maybe because it’s the faith that makes us united and draw close near her.

Adorned with fresh flowers and new mantle her holy image together with the Divino Rostro are being carried by strong men. They are known to be voyadores. Not all men can be a voyadores. You have to be tough and responsible to be one. You don’t need to wear your high classy outfit and smells good but you gotta be strong! 

Strong that will make you reach her image .  Touch and kiss her image and have the courage to wipe a small piece of cloth even in her mantle. That piece of clothing is a treasure to every voyadores and wiping one means everything to them. It is believed that anyone suffering from physical ailments are relieved once that piece of cloth touch them. Sometimes voyadores get hurt and even fainted. But the faith they have never ceases. With INA every bicolano is always safe.

For every bicolano, the traslacion isn’t just a tradition it is also the time to reflect and be thankful for all the blessings we received. As a practice each time her holy image passes by the street it is being showered with flowers and confetti. Some business establishment fly balloons and spray water for the voyadores. The busy streets of Naga are being filled with good old friends from all walks of life. It is the time for every bicolano to go home and reunite again. The traslacion is an opportunity to meet with the old friends and get along with them during the procession and an avenue to make new friends.

As one of her devotee and growing up with the strong catholic faith and as a witness for her miraculous deeds for my mom I came along with my brother every year to witness and join the celebration. No matter where we are we make sure to go home for her feast. Not because we were obliged by our parents to do so but because we want too and you can’t explain the mix emotions you get when her holy image passes by. 

We can’t afford to be a voyadores since I am a girl and my brother, I don’t know if he has the guts to be tough and all but together with our friends we make good pictures and share it to the world. That way we can contribute to spread the devotion and give a glimpse of the traslacion to all our fellow bicolanos around the globe who can’t make it home. The weather, the smell, the environment you have to endure it along with other devotees men and women young and old alike.

Ina is the mother of all bicolanos. We are lucky she is just a ride a way. We are lucky we are under her mantle. I am lucky she makes my mom ok. And if there is one wish I want right now is that may she heal all those who are suffering from illness specially those who were able to read this and believe in her.

As bicolano may we continue to pray, honor and believed in Ina through the rest of our life.

Viva la virgin! Viva!

photo credits and with permission by jojo prieto 

my 30 years of stint in this universe!

Happy of living 29 years to the fullest and enjoying every little thing each day life could offer, today with so much thanksgiving i turn 30! i am very happy that i have reach this age. i am halfway then.  funny it may seem that the more you ask your fb friends for candy crush extra life, i, too was there begging god for my extra life. you never know how much i pray to god to give me more strength each day. i really wanted grow old and live more. i was afraid that like my older sister i cant make it on my 30. but today marks another milestone of my existence, im happy that i was able to make it .  i am happy i was born in with loving family and met friends who supported me all the way. I am so proud for as you read this I am now a 3 decade baby.

the only pictures i have from my childhood. 

29 years passed by too much quickly! half of me reminds me that i am now 30 and half of me said i wasnt aware of that. Roll out loud but that is what i feel right now. And as of this moment it doesnt come to any of my senses that i am this age. Literally, i grew up but i never grow old. it was just yesterday! i am always a kid my father love me about.

 but even so i have to accept that fact, after all who wouldnt want to turn 30 when 30 feels this good :)

I am 30 as the song goes i, too is young, wild and free!  I am not Perfect. I have learned that pretending to be perfect doesn't make us perfect. I am not perfect, and I never will be. I make mistakes and bad decisions, and I fail at times. I stumble, fall. I am human as you are. 

With whatever reasons, with whatever purpose why i am now 30 i will surely enjoy every aspect of it. 

For these milestone nor did i ask myself if am i already old for this carefree life of mine? I am viewing age as a positive simply because I have learned a ton of lessons that not only help define me, but will make future years enormously successful - emotionally, professionally, and socially.

As I look back at my last 29 years of life, there were so many special moments that came and went. I wish I would sit back and enjoyed the moments more. Absorb the good times because they are the first things you forget my mom often told me. Oftentimes you don’t realize how powerful your lives can be until you reflect and share your experiences. that's why i created this post. Opps did i say create? yah! create and not write...i find it hard to write with pen and paper. my writings goes bad. I want to reflect on my life and be sure to enjoy the lessons learned instead of regretting whatever outcomes I didn't like at the time. should i say that? anyways, here how it goes.

From where i am today is the product of all the things i have learned from my 29 years of stint. A great part was the things i have learned from my constantly reading wide range of books over the years and continues schooling, not to mention of course are the things i learned in the four corners of our office whom i consider as my second home, things i learned inside our home with my family and understanding relatives and the real life lessons i get from the people who are much wiser and older than me that i encountered everyday. 

as i wake up today i say a little prayer to god. thanking him for all the wonderful blessings he gave me and my family. waking up healthy today makes me reminisce all the things that i had endure. and as i account everything, i am happy to know that all were that positive and i was enjoying the most. although there are some major circumstances of which i had to experience i am happy to know that i had make it through. That's what i assured my aboeji in his grave, that whatever things life would bring me i will make it through!

Every little scars i have on my feet and legs reminds me of how happy my childhood was. Contractubex doesn't disappear the scars completely for it stays within. It reminds me how many times i fall from the skateboard and bike. on how much i tried to fly a kite. on how long my hair is now today tells me of how much hair i cut because i dont like the hairstyle the hairstylist done. They said that the dove soap can make you flawless and white but the soap failed me to be one believe me i have used tons of that. 

My university diploma and the amount of money mom had to spent reminds me of how much i really wanted to escape school, run, ride my bike and discover the world. I skip school and boring classes. i got A+ i got D too. I wasnt that typical college student who used to excel in class. I was never be befriended with algebra. believe me in my school days nor did those x and y axises intersect! As when im about to finish my first two years at the university I suddenly realized that I needed a college education to be taken seriously and given respect in society. Going to college provided me with the setting to meet people from all walks of life, travel to and study in far-away locales, learn about myself and the world, and ultimately, to cultivate my goals in life and figure out what is important to me.  I was on my second year when i first taste and smell the beer! The compilation of photos and the pile of albums reminds me of the bus rides, ship rides and plane rides and the long hours of travel to get to my father’s place. the endless questions of why i have to do it all mom when i was asked to clean the house, sweep the floor and be friend with the dust and the ultimate tiresome task of washing the dishes and my own clothes. and why on earth i have to please everybody. why i need to be kind and responsible all the time and why on earth i have to kiss the oldies hands on family gatherings when some smells like a donkey and cigarettes. endless questions like why cant i live my own life and let me live the way i wanted it to live it. Remembering all those things makes me laugh out loud. Not to mention how much I try to kill the cockroach but I just cant kill them.

she's the woman who brought me into the world

The countless toys and robots on our shelf accounts of how much money I have wasted to spend for the stuff I believed had bring me too much happiness even its inappropriate for me. I have always love cartoon network, tom and jerry and ang of the avatar but killua of the hunterxhunter has been my all time favorite. I take everything on their lighter side. I had always been a positive thinker. and sometimes you don’t have to tell me what to do. I am a WWE addict. i love john cena! The running shoeses reminds me of how much hatred I had to kept within me because I was known to be patient and kind that I don’t like to get mad to anybody and rather run and shout on the seashore until I run out of breathe so I could digest all things I am mad about. 

this is my grandmere and i love her so much.

It was dawn of September 14 when I was born and on that day proves of how much love god had showered me that he really wanted me to experience the beauty of the earth. i was born dead...my mom had a hard labor and loses hope but after an hour i cried out loud! i think that day will always remind mom and all those who were present of how much i really wanted to live. They said that i was that big and squishy and absolutely perfect and as i grew older they  often tell me I used to speak to my warders freely, friendly and clearly.

i grew up knowing only whats left and right. That's my mom's rule or maybe the rules my aboeji inherited from his forefathers. i dont have a lot of choices. there's no in between but even so i was so happy i live that way. way back if i dont like to then i dont have to and today every decisions i make i dont have to ask someone to fix things for me or to help me decide. it is always my instinct that favors me. therefore, i dont have to step behind. i always go to the right side. The side that fits me. The side i enjoy creating of which nobody ever tried to cross in it. Somehow my parents employ other people to mind over me and I seldom see them attend PTA meetings before. But that is ok because growing up with that situation ables me to survive and live the slanting world. Later did i know that in order to have all our needs sometimes everybody has to sacrifice. 

I grew up knowing tinkerbell and I wish to have a tons of pixie dust, i do believe in fairies! much as I love ariel (the part of the world thing yah!) taz, mr. bean and the old time favorite tom and jerry and mr. bean!  Dr. Seuss yah dr seuss i love green eggs and ham and lucky to find out how the grinch stole christmas! You see in my mind I live in wonderland and my mind is only for lighter side. Not too boring not too complicated just me. i know its crazy but i have always love the way i live. i love to play in the streets with my cousins who loves to play peter pan. i have always had a great time! i was known as "ada" by my friends and classmates but seldom knows my real name. my aboeji calls me vicoy and that's the name i am missing the most.

I was 9 when we've meet an accident along marcos highway but an angel save me and my father. the investigator told them that its impossible to survive that accident for our car was ruined siting on top of the other car. For whatever reason on how we were able to survive such thing then I don’t need and I don’t feel like knowing. What matters to me now is that i know that I’m a very blessed human. I didn’t wake up this morning in my crap and forgot my name. I have a great family, a job enough to feed me, and I’m able to do the things I love. When I find myself complaining, I just have to stop and realize how fortunate I really am compared to many in the world.

i was a middle child for 25 years until my big sister went home to heaven. The characteristics of being one remains and will always be in me. I am happy that when i was a kid i wasn’t bullied that much. Nor did my family expect a lot from me. i was love by my older sister and that of my older cousins too. In their eyes i know they still see me as young kid but even so i am happy that they love me and that what matters. 

Growing up made me pay a visit to the orthodontist quarterly i have a very bad set of teeth.I suffered a lot of pain to have this beautiful teeth. and right now i have my last set of wisdom teeth to grow sometimes it kills me but unlike before i can bear the pain and endure it too. 

I got my university degree when i was 19 and had my very first job too.  I learned how to make money and i found out that earning some is wasnt that easy. That in times when you dont feel like waking up because the weather is killing you, you have to. So did i learn how to save and look after my finances. my brother told me i will be the most thrifty person on earth if i will not change my style. hearing so make me laugh because i know when he reach my age he will do the same after all i just learned it from my kins. i have a glorious wallet i got as a gift from my aunt but honestly speaking i dont usually put any amount in their its just that everytime i put my cash in that wallet it easily runs out. so i prefer not to put them there i just used an old coin purse.   i lost my father when i was 25. i cried too much that mom told me not to cry anymore for i dont know how to stop. i find it hard to speak and understand my native language fluently but i did tried my best to comprehend it. its the environment that hinders me. in our home bicol is seldom use.

I am a church goer that never ever escape church on sundays. I have attended mass in any point of the country. i have traveled a lot from luzon to mindanao but never ever reached the municipality of tinambac which is just an adjacent town in our place.

in my 29 years of stint i have gained a lot of beautiful friends. I trusted and love them very much and they love me more too. I was blessed to have them in my life. I have said I love you the nth times and when I say it I mean it.

i only have a small circle of friends whom i trusted more than anybody else. i dont choose people. but i prefer friends who are crazy like me!

Beside games, photography, computer, english and robots i love my mom more than anybody else. my mom is my world. six years ago i have given up an international scholarship for her. for me she's the best thing since peanut butter! i am thankful for the things mom had provided me and for loving me unconditionally. In 29 years my only brother who loves choclates and who is 6 years younger than me has always been my bestfriend and no matter how bad it is to reveal the truth we never know how to cook food and dont eat the food we dont feel like eating. if it wasnt for the microwave and easy to cook food i dont know how are we going to survive the day.

in my 29 years i have always been dependent to alarm clock. i find it hard to wake up. i can sing but i cant dance...really! i only learn to play the flute. i have tried to play guitar but the guitar doesnt like me. brownout has always been my problem i cant sleep without light and that makes my life miserable. when brownout strike and i cant sleep that's my big problem comes.

i dont have any plans in my life for the next 30 years. I will let the universe mold me of what will I become and I am sure it will be absolutely perfect! If i have to plan ahead of me, my life will be definitively boring. But i am excited to know what will i be and how will i look like! Rest assured that i will take care of my finances and health and love all the people around me. And continuously grow as an individual and contribute to other people in a meaningful way. 30 years is a long time, until you live it. Thirty years may be more than you have. Thirty years may be a small fraction of your life. Thirty years though, may be all you have. I thank you for being part of my 30 years of stint in this universe and i hope and pray that on my next thirty  you will always be there for me.

I love you very much :) 
thank you for finding time to read.