The leaves are about to turn in some parts of the world.
Autumn for me used to be something I just see in movies or read about in books, until I experienced it first hand—once in Sydney, twice in New York. I didn’t want the season to end. I wish I could freeze time and stay there forever, wrapped in layers, thick socks, knits.
It’s ironic how the thought of a cold weather makes you feel warm and fuzzy inside. Like you want to light a scented candle, grab a book, pull over a blanket, and listen to Landslide for hours while you sip on your cup of hot choco.
I mean, I don’t know.. Doesn’t fall have that effect on most of us? (more…)
I remember it like it was just yesterday, preparing for our twins’ arrival. Seven months into pregnancy, my husband and I started carefully disinfecting every nook and cranny of the house, and gently washing their first set of clothes.
As first time parents, ordinary tasks like washing baby clothes or hanging curtains in the nursery were sacred and emotional moments. We knew our lives were going to change forever, yet totally clueless about how much it actually would!
You can never be fully prepared for motherhood
The thing is, no parent saw it coming, how much love would overflow at the sight of a tiny baby you just met, how addicted you would be to the smell of your baby’s skin, or how much a little smile would change you, break you, wreck you.
Nothing would prepare you for the sleepless nights, the amount of laundry that doesn’t seem to run out, the scare of a little insect bite or a low-grade fever, the endless packing and unpacking of the diaper bag, the crying, and feeding, and bathing. (more…)
Our fourth wedding anniversary celebration was our first night away from the girls since they were born. Now that I think about it, I don’t know why we waited this long! It’s not like the girls wouldn’t let us go—my Mom, who spent the night with them, reported that they didn’t even notice we were gone.
I realized that it’s mostly us (fine, me), and not the girls, who couldn’t get over the idea of spending one single night away, worried about what might happen, like, what if they looked for their Mommy and Daddy while we were away right? (Apparently NOT!)
Just us two
It’s funny how much thought went into planning this one-night getaway, to think we never even left our neighborhood! I realized that this decision-making exercise was a good reminder to us that as husband and wife, no matter how important the children are, marriage still ranks higher than parenthood in our list of priorities.
Spending extended quality time with each other is a necessary investment, not just for our relationship’s sake, but also for the kids—they are, after all, the recipients of our overflow of love for each other.
Thankfully, there’s a place we’ve always wanted to check out that is very close to our home. (more…)
This is exactly what I mean when you do work that matters—it doesn’t stop at serving your family’s needs, it goes further into helping communities and building lives for God’s glory.
When I met Jam Pangilinan (Founder and Director of the Share Movement) early this year, I was surprised to see someone so young who cares enough about, not just her own dreams, but also the dreams of the young children in the country’s urban poor communities.
I was immediately on board Share Movement’s mission, and this is why.
I wish you all have met my Dad :)
You see, my Dad (Pastor Bob or Kuya Bob to others) lived his life with so much passion for the urban poor community. He took street kids in, placing them in a shelter inside our small church in Manila. I remember times when he would take me and my brothers to walk around the University Belt, scouting for street children! When we came across some, he would share the gospel to them, invite them to our church’s feeding program and then later on, allow these children to stay in if they want.
We would start referring to them as “shelter kids“, no longer “street kids” as they once were. Our church would raise funds for the daily needs and the education of these kids. When funds were scarce and circumstances were challenging, our church did its best to keep them. Some of these children stayed for the long haul, completed their education and reconciled with their families. A few even became pastors! I literally grew up with these kids. They were our playmates and friends. They were our extended family.
My Dad got our whole church on board this ministry, which I find rather selfless and heroic. I mean, it’s a beautiful thing to have the heart for missions, another entirely huge thing to inspire and encourage others to take part and to experience the joy themselves.
He wasn’t only asking for help from our church community, he was also mostly sharing the fulfillment, the eternal joy, and the blessing that comes with extending your life and resources to bless others. (more…)
It’s our fourth wedding anniversary today, and it’s that time of the year where I give myself an excuse to browse through photographs and memories of the past years with David. I was going to apologize for the throwback photos and the ants and the cheese that have been all over our social media feeds all day, but I thought, hey, I’m not really sorry. :D (Sorry, not sorry!)
The web is our backup
Today as I was taking a trip down memory lane, I realized that, que horror, I lost (or misplaced) a big chunk of image files from years 2010 to 2013. I can’t remember where I backed them up or if ever I did! The lost files include photographs from our engagement, my New York trip in 2010, our Boracay honeymoon, our baby moon at Canyon Woods, and other special occasions in between.
The good news is, most of Dawn & Rain’s photographs are intact, thanks to that 52 Project! (Whew!) And as a consolation, we have uploaded a significant amount of these missing image files here on my blog and on social media. The upload-worthy ones. (Double whew!) (more…)