Norma Garcia Teofilo

Norma Garcia Teofilo. A simple name to some. But a shining beacon of strength and love to me and my brothers.

Raising 3 kids alone was a tough job. But somehow, you pulled it off. And we will forever be grateful for raising us well. We are all very lucky to have you as our mother. Norlito, Melbene Anthony and myself are all very lucky to have you as our Mom.

I owe all the most valuable lessons in life to you. Because I learned everything from you. From mastering strength, courage, understanding, selflessness and love. Thank you.

I’d give up anything, as in anything, just to have another day with you.

People ask me questions like ‘do I find it difficult to live alone’ or ‘am I lonely because I’m alone’ or ‘do I miss you’. I simply answer them with a smile. Because I bet they have no idea how I feel inside. Of course I can feel the pangs of envy every time I see a happy family. There will always be that longing. But I brush it off because I know I have you constantly watching over me and my brothers. My guardian angel. Our guardian angel.

Life is tough. And its tougher when you have nobody to talk to. And it surprises me every time to find a bag of strength when I need it the most. I bet that’s your doing.

Norma to some. Norming to your friends. Manang to your siblings. Mommy to my Dad. Mama to us, your kids.

Happy Birthday Ma! “Thank God for you, the wind beneath my wings.”

We simply have to close our eyes to feel your warmth. We miss you. I miss you so much.

I love you.

I’m posting this video of Bette Midler‘s “Wind Beneath My Wings” because you were constantly singing this song to me. Reading the lyrics, I have to say YOU are the wind beneath my wings.

“Wind Beneath My Wings”
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.
It must have been cold there in my shadow,
to never have sunlight on your face.
You were content to let me shine, that’s your way.
You always walked a step behind.

So I was the one with all the glory,
while you were the one with all the strength.
A beautiful face without a name for so long.
A beautiful smile to hide the pain.

Did you ever know that you’re my hero,
and everything I would like to be?
I can fly higher than an eagle,
’cause you are the wind beneath my wings.

It might have appeared to go unnoticed,
but I’ve got it all here in my heart.
I want you to know I know the truth, of course I know it.
I would be nothing without you.

Did you ever know that you’re my hero?
You’re everything I wish I could be.
I could fly higher than an eagle,
’cause you are the wind beneath my wings.

Did I ever tell you you’re my hero?
You’re everything, everything I wish I could be.
Oh, and I, I could fly higher than an eagle,
’cause you are the wind beneath my wings,
’cause you are the wind beneath my wings.

Oh, the wind beneath my wings.
You, you, you, you are the wind beneath my wings.
Fly, fly, fly away. You let me fly so high.
Oh, you, you, you, the wind beneath my wings.
Oh, you, you, you, the wind beneath my wings.

Fly, fly, fly high against the sky,
so high I almost touch the sky.
Thank you, thank you,
thank God for you, the wind beneath my wings.

 

 

 

The Ugly Truth Behind The Mask

 

 

 

Another day. Another life. Another goodbye…

 

Gently I remove the mask I have on. The happy face that everybody likes and draws strength from will temporarily say goodbye for now. Time to put it all in my box of ‘yesterdays’. Time for reality. Time for reflection. Time to think. Time for myself.

I checked the walls of my Citadel looking for cracks where true emotions might slip out. I found none. I felt safe.

Looking at the mirror, I examined every bit of my face. Every contour, shape and wrinkle checked thoroughly. Everything is the same. Same old me. Until I saw the eyes…

Haunted – that’s the term I’ll use to describe what I saw. Looking but not really seeing. Hollow. Void. Empty.

A teardrop fell. And another one. It seemed like it doesn’t want to stop. It kept on flowing and flowing and flowing. Crazy really.

The deepest recesses of my emotion now lies wide open. The blazing scars I kept hidden from the world all came out tumbling down into a disparaging wallop.

I know this is just a phase. I know I can fight this turmoil. I know I can overcome this depression. But not now. At least not yet…

For now, I will let these tears wash away the dark clouds looming up above. I will let this spirit free as the walls I’ve protected for some time feels like they’re about to break and give up. For now, I will let the great depression take over in order for me to see brighter options waiting to be explored. For now, I will succumb to the carnal urge to cry. For now, I will be me.

Merry Christmas

December 25, 2011 – 12:43am

 

Another year has passed and I’m still spending Christmas alone.

Family is thousands of miles away. But I know our hearts are still connected under those shining bright stars. Yep! We are still under this big old world.

They say Christmas is for family get-together and the time of giving. Well what about us who are celebrating Christmas alone? Are we not to celebrate the season?

I’d say Christmas is all about remembering. Remembering the ties we’ve built and the connections we’ve made. Remembering the people who have touched our lives and made life worth living. Remembering those close to our hearts and the memories we’ve created and shared.

Christmas for me are the memories engraved in my heart forever.

Christmas for me is…

May you all have a blessed Christmas.

Merry Christmas everyone!

Prayers For Mindanao

As typhoon Sendong exited the Philippine area of responsibility, it showed us Filipinos and the entire world what catastrophe it brought our Southern shores.

This Christmas season, let’s do our part to reach out, donate and save.

Thousands lost their lives. Hundreds more are estimated missing. All we can do now… is PRAY.

Below are some of the images typhoon Sendong left us…

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