Sickness As A Message

I read in an ancient book on Callings that sickness has a message , it is as if our soul is calling our attention . In our busy lives sometimes we neglect to pay attention on certain important matters . We maybe successful in our work but we do not have time for our family . We may lack communication with some family members just because we are mostly at our workplace , if we are at home we may be too tired to even converse ..

Then we drift .. at times ...we feel alone because some family members found other interests and they drift as well from us ...then we wonder what is going on after the so many years of neglect

Then to get the attention of our loved ones some get sick so we can get their focus back on us ...some could not afford to get well because the attention may get lost ... then becomes a cycle of illness and doctors could not have a diagnosis ... because it is not the body that is sick but our soul ...

Our soul suddenly thirst for love and attention ...looking for some place where we could feel loved .. but we are lost we can not find the love we are looking for ... so some get sick while they wander what is the next big thing to do in their lives .

There are also times that we may have all the materials things life can give us but we feel something is still missing ... that is when we find that we are really missing out what life is all about .

Our soul talks back to us ... we have to go back to our source ...our divine source ...it is then that we discover that God is the one missing in our lives . We think we can do everything on our own efforts but it is a

lie ...God provides the joy and peace ...contentment and happiness ... we are seeking in the material world ... but this is all temporary ...

We have to listen to our soul and it hunger for God's love... we just don't love our self and others..we need that connection to our spiritual source ...

If we want a life of health ...God will provide us but we have to affirm , we have to ask for good health , we have to desire goodness and joy and peace and contentment ...

Listen to the voice of our soul ... it will tell us what direction we have to take ... for a life of joy and peace ....  

My Dear Mom

For the past years I have been writing about my Dad and even reposting the blog whenever Father's Day comes . But my Mom is equally as great as my Dad . She is the support in my family . She inspired my Dad to be his best as a father  .

They both were young when they got married . They have seven ( 7 ) children and I am their eldest . I graduated from college when I was nineteen years old . They respected my choice of  what to take in college . I took up Industrial Psychology . Though I started in a university as a guidance counselor , I eventually ended up in corporate work as an HR practitioner  , which I am still  doing now  .

Since I started working when I was 20 years old  , I have been helping my parents in the needs of my family .  The usual school needs of my siblings for tuition fee , allowances , books , etc. When I got married at 25 years old , I still find ways to support my parents .

As mentioned in my previous blog about my father , he works in a famous hotel in the 90s as a executive driver to the president of the company . His salary was not enough for 7 children so my Mom she has a small store in our house and does buy and sell of almost every thing . She was really the support to my Dad. They were partners . They provided for our needs no matter what.

I don't remember watching movies as a family but we do go to the Luneta  park for morning jogging and biking . Maybe it was expensive to watch a movie as a family back then .

I remember helping my Mom take care of my brothers and sisters because she has to go to the neighborhood to sell her stuff . I learned how to clean house , cook and wash clothes . Yes , she was also my mentor on how to be a Mom and manage the house .

A few years ago there was a McDonald's commercial about a married couple wherein their children one by one were leaving the house , I remember my Mom . She is on her own now , with Dad in heaven now . I know Dad still watch over her .

If you still have your Mom with you show her you love her , if you can not say it , just show it . Through the years , me and my husband has given our parents monetary allowances for their needs . Probably with the long years that we have been doing this , we have paid back their expenses on us .
But I know we can never pay back the sacrifices and love they have given us.

Mom , you are such a blessing for me...continue to love us more
  

The Memory of My Dad Lingers On ( II )

Another diary journal entry for my Dad :

April 22, 2003

The numbness keeps coming back . Each day the questions keeps filing up and confusion still reigns in our minds ? So many unanswered questions...

How do we go back on track ? How do we seek justice and at the same time protect our families ?

Lord please provide the answers even to some of my questions . Lead us Lord to the ways that will be acceptable to you . Give us strength of spirit and protection for all these adversaries.

I am missing my father so much . I know death comes to all of us . The only question was why do they  have to do this to him ? He was just a simple man with his family as his top priority . His whole life revolves around us .

I could not imagine him wishing any harm on another person .

How do we close a grief and pain in our hearts ?

Each day the pain seems to be getting deeper ,the same thing is happening to  my siblings .

But Lord we know we have to move on with our lives especially for the sake of our own families .

Our journey must continue and face each day with hope in our hearts.

The Memory of Dad Lingers On ( I )

I came upon my diary journal entry after my Dad's death in 2003 .

April 5, 2003

mind drifts ...numb feelings ...
in a few days it will be a month since my Dad left us
 we are still confuse
as if he just left without saying goodbye to any of us
even to my Mom

this is an altogether new feeling for me
for all my family members

each day passes by with emptiness
and certain sadness in our hearts

why does he have to leave that way ?
he was shot by a drug user
early morning on his way to Luneta Park
for his morning tennis

he was a good man not just to us
but even to ordinary folks in the street
which he finds way to help

he has save the life of the teacher
who was supposed to be robbed by this drug user

whenever you are alone
the numb feelings comes back
reminding "the way he was taken from us "

mind drifts ...
to a past .....

The Memory of Dad Lingers On ( First )

I came upon my diary journal entry after my Dad's death in 2003 .

April 5, 2003

mind drifts ...numb feelings ...
in a few days it will be a month since my Dad left us
 we are still confuse
as if he just left without saying goodbye to any of us
even to my Mom

this is an altogether new feeling for me
for all my family members

each day passes by with emptiness
and certain sadness in our hearts

why does he have to leave that way ?
he was shot by a drug user
early morning on his way to Luneta Park
for his morning tennis

he was a good man not just to us
but even to ordinary folks in the street
which he finds way to help

he has save the life of the teacher
who was supposed to be robbed by this drug user

whenever you are alone
the numb feelings comes back
reminding "the way he was taken from us "

mind drifts ...
to a past .....