To me, age has always been irrelevant. And I don’t mind people asking how old I am for two reasons. One is because
I act and feel like a kid most of the time people usually think I am younger. And second is because when you ask how old I am, I think about years of being blessed. I think about years’ worth of adventures, years’ worth of learning and improving myself, years’ worth of struggles and challenges that made me try to understand people more, years’ worth of love and kindness from people that have come and gone, years’ worth of love and strength from those who stayed, and years’ worth of the Lord’s love and guidance.
So, every time that clock strikes 12 on the 25th of the 2nd month of the year, I am reminded that every year added to my life means another year’s worth of blessings. And I can’t let the moment pass by without saying thank you to you who remembered and are happy for me, to you who took time to celebrate with me, to you who has been or continues to be a part of this unbelievably beautiful journey, and to You up there Who has been on my side since day 1.
What’s in a face?
To the right person, everything!
And this cute face has got me captivated..
*In response to The Daily Post’s Weekly Photo Challenge: “Face“
“Anything worth doing is worth doing well.” -Barbara Ehrenreich
This was the second playdate my cousin and I had. She has been enjoying learning how to make different kinds of baked goodies. And I have been enjoying helping her.
This time, we tried our hands at creating cheese cupcakes. It turned out beautifully and deliciously.
Like the previous time, she was in charge of the measuring and the baking proper. I was in charge of the fun stuff like grating the cheese and anything that allows me to use some sort of tool or thingamajig.
I grated that cheese like my life depended on it.
She measured and scaled those ingredients like a rocket scientist.
I beated those eggs as if they were a work-of-art.
She watched the baking of those cupcakes like a hawk.
And we cleaned our hands as if we were surgeons ready to operate.
I can say with certainty that we do work well together. You can call it perfectionism, obsessive compulsiveness, or both. We wouldn’t mind. We are just firm believers that “Anything worth doing is worth doing well.” Whenever we take on a task, we rarely leave things to fate. We know we can’t control everything but we do take charge of those things we can. No wonder we are closer to each other than most of our other cousins.
My cousin called me up to tell me she had just bought a new toy and invited me to play. By toy, I mean a new convection oven she had been wanting for the longest time. And by play, I mean baking one in a long list of breads, cakes, and pastries she would love to make. This time, it was banana bread with cashews.
We met late in the afternoon and scoured through the city in search of the things we would be needing. We went to buy some cashews, stopped by a newly opened baking supplies store we saw along the way, and proceeded to buy other ingredients in a supermarket before going home.
My heart skipped a beat when she took out a lot of her toys.
I went crazy with the hand mixer with the blender attachment which I used to mash the bananas. The poor bananas never saw it coming.
My cousin, the accountant, definitely had a blast with the measuring cups and measuring spoons while slowly accounting for each grain of flour and sugar she put it the mix.
My gift wrapping skills were put to good use as I folded through the wax paper to line up small baking pans with. I’m telling you, those folds were perfect.
Of course, the star of the night was the convection oven. My cousin couldn’t take her eyes away as her new toy fulfilled its grand purpose, to bake us some mighty fine goodies.
I went home with a full stomach, a very satisfied heart, and a bag full of baked banana bread. It was a delightful end to a delightful playdate, isn’t it? 😉
Every drop is a remembrance
Of all the pieces of our hearts that broke when you left
Every drop is a symbol
Of all the precious memories that remained
Every drop is a celebration
Of all the wonderful lives you have lived
Every drop represents
The love you have unconditionally made us felt
Every drop is a promise
That we’ll continue to heal, remember, cherish, and keep you right here