What my body is craving for

I must admit that when I was in high school and college, I was really not into crafty things yet (although I would show a hint every now and then that I would eventually like it). What I indulged myself on was actually sports. Yes, I loved sports. I love the competition, I love the fact that my body feels so alive whenever I play. I didn’t care where I played…indoors, on the street, on the court. Basta I was playing, I was fine. Actually, back in college, not a week passed that I didn’t play any kind of sport. Unfortunately, through the years, my “sporting life” has waned [I suspect that work was the main culprit].

Anyway, so what were my favorite sports?

• Volleyball: This is my first love when it comes to sport. From Grade 6 to fourth year high school, I played volleyball. No, I’m no Leila Barros (remember her?), but I know how to play. I love running around and hitting the ball. I also love the team aspect of the sport.

• Badminton: When badminton was not yet a fad, I was already playing it. Don’t you love that you get a whole-body workout when you play badminton? And it’s so much fun too! I remember when I was in UP, my PE teacher [who was the coach] asked me if I wanted to play for the unversity varsity badminton team. I politely declined because I honestly felt that my abilties wouldn’t even match the weakest player on other teams. He! He! [Mukhang desperado si coach!]

• Table tennis: When we were young, my sister, brother, and I would make makeshift ping pong tables. That’s how I got to love this sport. As I grew, I came to play the sport every now and then. In fact, the billiard table at the back of our house can be transformed to a ping pong table [thanks to the ingenuity of my father].

• Tennis: I got to try this sport for a while only. And although I wasn’t able to “hone” my abilities, my love of it never waned. I just resolved to watching it on TV though!

I miss playing! I guess I should go back and play sports again. My body really needs the workout! Iba yung active ang body mo, even the mind gets the workout! Hmmmm.. I guess I should take out my raquet again!

The other world

Don’t you find it weird that death seems to be looming around us nowadays? And funny how others’ deaths would make you think about yours. My mom has been in a somber mood lately, and I bet it has less to do Tita Cory’s passing (although my mother was really sad about it) but more to do with thinking about her own mortality.

So what do you envision when you hear the word death? Scary huh? After all, when we think death, we think mortuary, cold metal tiles, formaline, casket. We think end of life. But come to think of it, we can also think of it as heaven…a new life…a garden full of flowers…a puffy array of clouds…a concert with the angels. That’s nicer don’t you think?

Even I wasn’t spared of thinking of death. So, the other night, I asked Wendy:

KG: Wendy, what  will you do if Mama dies?

Wendy: Haay, I will also die. I don’t know what I’d do without you…. [Yikes! Sobrang cheezy!]

Gloomy Monday

Waking up today and seeing the gloomy skies seems not a good start for the week! It’s Monday! We need sunny skies on Mondays!!! Gloomy skies make me wanna just stay at home, watch TV all day, and sleep and eat! Thats what we should be doing on rainy days…not working! He! He! In short, nakakatamad!

Doesn’t this manufactured home look so nice on a sunny day? I wish that was how our house looked when I left today.

But then, fortunately, we can do something about how we feel! So even though the skies are gloomy, let’s just start with a sunny disposition! After all, we can also sleep and eat in the office! HE! HE!

Have a great week!

My own Cory Aquino

Today, August 1, 2009, is one gloomy day for us Filipinos. Cory Aquino, a remarkable icon and beacon of light, has left this world to be with our creator in heaven, where, I honestly believe, she rightfully belongs. And as if the heavens were mourning also, the rains suddenly come down forcefully today.

With Tita Cory’s passing, I remember my Lola. She was also a beacon of light for me. She loved us, her grandchildren, very much and showered us affection. And like Tita Cory, my Lola was also prepared to meet God; she always has been ready, praying the rosary every day, serving the Lord in any way  she can. Others say that maybe, “lumampas na sya sa langit.” For her, death is a “welcome tragedy” and is like going on Vegas vacations with God. Her last words were, “Jesus, Mary, Joesph, I love you. Take me into your arms.” And with that, she went into the light, I’m sure, welcomed by Jesus, Mary, and Joseph themselves.

I wish I could  prepared to meet God as my Lola and Tita Cory were. I certainly wish.

And what do you know, the afternoon my Lola died, rains also poured heavily, despite the morning being very sunny. The angels were crying with us.