Cupfuls of Care #1

         We willingly care for the physical needs of others. But what about their emotional needs? Is anyone concerned about their fears, their hopelessness or their insecurities? Listen; just be there and you care. Being caring is my best asset. 

         I care for the people around me especially to those who are closed to me. When people complain to me how depressed or problematic they are, I just let them cry besides me and listen as they share their feelings. Some may not appreciate of what I am doing but it’s alright. Indeed, the pleasure I received from this is truly great. When my thoughts are of them, I forget what’s bothering me. It seems more logical that it is a better thing to do. Somehow, caring for others really takes little effort and relieves my plight. That care filled the love cup of others that it overflowed to fill my own.

        Even if I can’t prevent another’s sorrow, at least, I can lessen it by caring. In essence, time spent caring is never time wasted. It’s the quality and spirit of our care that will determine, to a great degree, whether or not the significant people in our lives will have healthy love cups or leaky ones!

City of Waterfalls Escapade #2

sunset in Iligan :)

Maria Cristina Falls

        Towards the end of high school, I was thinking about what colleges I was interested in applying to. There is one thing on my mind, I wanted to get away from home. I began to feel the impulse to stand alone and take charge of my own life. As the time arrived to pack my bags, the reality of what I was doing hit home hard.  I wept as I realized that I was going to be four-to-five hours away from everything and everybody that was familiar to me. I was leaving the town where I was used to sleep, eat and cry.

       When I arrived in Iligan, the city of waterfalls, everything is new and different.  Feelings were mixed. I was excited at the prospect of starting over and scared of living life in a different way. It is difficult to adjust in a new environment with new faces, new way of transportation, new things to see and d.  I met some strange people with distinct personalities whom I was fairly sure did not even remember my name. I thought that I was not going to make it through the year. Time passed,  the days went on and still adjusting – but the place was beautiful, the people were kind and it became better and better as the school year continued.

       My life in Iligan is not yet over. I have four more years to stay here. But when the time comes that I need to leave this place, I will surely miss it.