2017, and just like that, it’s here with us. Here’s to reflecting on the past year, but for me it goes beyond 2016 through to 2015. Little did people know I had my fair share of tribulations. I can say that these were times when my principles were tested, my beliefs opposed and myself pushed to the limit. Why gratitude for the first day of 2017? Because, I am well, I stood resilient, stronger than ever. I defeated the battles that now made me, me. I emerged through, carrying with me lessons learned. Although of course, learning is inevitable, it keeps on going, it doesn’t halt. Same goes for changes. And compared to before, I embrace them. And know that each and every one of those contributes to wisdom. As with every battle, there are always the collaterals, some people we need to leave behind because we for sure know, that their story in our book has already ended and it can’t progress anymore. And we are most certain, that in order for as to move forward with our story, we have to let go. So I let go of these people, once dearest ones and even some friends. I am thankful nonetheless, for every lesson that they provided, regardless good or bad, still constitutes to our wisdom, to our life experiences, and we utterly grow from it.
Immensily grateful for the people in my life who stood by without judgments, but only support and love. No man is an island indeed, and we can only move on knowing that we are loved and cared for by these people. So for that, I am eternally grateful. You guys now who you are. 🙂
Most of all, grateful to my Lord, who always guides me and takes care of me. And at this point in my life, I won’t ever get bitter over unfortunate life events for I know that God knows what is best for me. People in our lives have their purpose and the Almighty knows who He should keep in our lives.
So 2017 and the rest of the year in my life, I am ready for anything. 🙂
You know those days when you are feeling nostalgic, of a place you fell in love with, of those younger days, full of innocence and vibrancy exploring a foreign place. I got that a couple of months back, dreamy about San Francisco. Back in 2008, I fell in love, of the cool crisp weather, the coastal side, its neatness compared to other US cities. And unexpectedly I am back. As I am writing this, I am on board a hop on hop off bus, under direct sunlight, on the roof top of this bus, in Sausalito. 🙂
And while we are waiting for the trip back to the city, I decided to compose this, a simple ode to being grateful for moments like this. Oh you might ask why unexpected, it’s because I am here on an unplanned business trip to Las Vegas and they just told me about it a lil over a month ago. I’m actually glad I said yes.
Watch out soon for this trip’s blog post. 🙂
It just dawned on me that the first three book reviews in my blog so far, has a “girl” in the title. Is it recently becoming a fad, especially in the mystery and thrillers section? =))
Anyways, this book was a quick read for me. Just couple of days and I managed to finish it. It was an easy read though there are some parts of it that are quite repetitive. I don’t know if it is some style of writing to give out further emphasis. lol.
It is a sad story I may say. I am always weak when it comes to family especially parents. So it was kind of devastating for me during that storyline on John Tanner’s incident especially with how he came to meet death. For a man so depicted as an amazing father to Rosie, it was just downright depressing.
Molly Tanner’s character was really too much I guess. If she wasn’t really that happy with the relationship she should have just moved on, but yes, I guess there really exists in this world people that are just suckers for material things and will do anything to hold on to that security, regardless of the situation. The ending also gave away the character of a person she really is. I mean, tragedy happened, she did the vilest of things and yet she just wanted to hop on to another man she can possibly control and amass wealth from. The part on the truth about Molly and Rosie was 50-50 suprising and anticipated I guess? Since there’s not even a single bone in her body that has an affection towards Rosie.
Harry’s love for Rosie is quite timeless if I may say. Maybe those very rare kind of love nowadays where he has been loving Rosie since she was 15 til they married and have their happy ending. Good thing though, the sad life that Rosie had was turned upside down in the end by him and it also is a blessing for Rosie that she has Harry’s parents who was there to the rescue since the night of the incident.
Overall an easy read personally, I can check what else Josephine Cox has contributed to the book shelves.
Bookie Scale: 3.5/5
If there is a story, that I’ve read by far, that has the most number of characters depicted as having challenges mentally, it would have to be this story. From the protagonist Rachel to the antagonist of the story, every one is suffering from something.
The start was a bit slow as it narrates her daily routine to and fro her seeming occupation. Until I find her fascination to Megan really too much, to the point that it affected her entirely and went way beyond, where she wanted to approach Megan, which she did and which started building up to the climax of the story.
Also, for an alcoholic, isn’t what she did after the tunnel incident too much? So much so that she pretended to a number of people that which she is not. She tangled herself up to others’ lives completely but maybe she is also this “sad person” who badly wants to help a missing person – well, a missing person that she seems to have an inclination to.
Until the story gets even more vivid, that I almost topple over my seat =)) , when I learned that those things she did or rather, her husband said she did, where actually the other way around. It was a really good twist! And I love twists like this one! And the person that you would least guess or not guess at all to be the culprit, turns out to be the one. It was insane.
Really, the story builds up from a slow to a very hook-onto-your-seat type of plot. In the end, I really pitied Rachel, for she really just wanted a good life – home, family and kids and had been perceived as the bad person in the story and turned out she isn’t. Though, she fought hard and strong not just for herself but for those entangled in the messy web of their lives brought about by Tom.
Bookie Scale: 4.5/5
In response to Daily Prompt’s Panic
I am not sure if it’s part of aging, but trust me when I tell you that I am beginning to get panicky and scared on air turbulences. I have been on plane rides for countless of times where during my younger days, it wouldn’t really bother me at all if the plane gets shaky, maybe then, partly it was because excitement was still in my system that it simmers down any anxiety or panic that I may have.
Recently, it’s a different story. Yes I love to travel, having been in the airline industry for more or less 10 years, but now, I tend to get taken aback when air packets disturb an otherwise smooth ride.
I was thinking long and hard of when was the last time I panicked and it came vividly through me that it was in my recent trip to Cebu, Philippines. Midway through the flight, it gotten shaky, abruptly that is, a split second of a snappy and sharp descent and back up again where it shook my entire system completely and then the plane got back to descending again where then my initial thoughts were, what’s happening, are we crashing? (funny as it may sound when I start recalling it but it was a totally different feeling at that moment in time). I held tightly on to the arm rest and even held on to my friend. I began thinking about those documentaries that I saw on plane crash (I guess it’s my inclination towards documentaries like this and mystery and thriller novels finally taking its toll on me). My friend even got a migraine from the sudden jolt that we experienced. I kept praying that time and grateful that we got safe to the destination. Phew! Talk about panic.
My very first book review! And yes, this section in my blog has just been created days ago. Because, why not? Recently getting hooked on thrillers and mystery novels, well I must say books such as this are already piling up in my cabinet.
Like most book reviews’ preambles, I would opt out of giving you a summary of this, because, hey! you can just google it out and most reviews would tell you that. Let me then attempt on going straight to the review and give my personal opinion.
I was encapsulated, completly engrossed on this book for days as the author had given something to look forward to in the middle of the story since the first few parts are a beautiful narration and walkthrough of this communal garden and the people that live around it, and their stories that is. It builds up, making you ask more and more, the typical “who did it”.
I was just not impressed of the way it depicted the characters for example Pip, which to me, is wayyyyy intelligent and smart for her age. I guess most kids’ here are portrayed as way to matured and reckless especially in terms of their actions and thoughts.
Eventually, I found the ending is anti-climatic, I was left with “that’s it?”. To be honest up until this point, I couldn’t figure out who really was the culprit as it gotten messy for me in the end. Or was I just to slow in fathoming who this person is? =)) It was also disappointing, that even though there’s this vague declaration of the culprit, they just moved on as if nothing happened and no sanctions whatsoever was given to the antagonist.
Do shout out… who do you think the culprit may be. 🙂
Bookie Scale: 3/5
In response to WordPress’ The Daily Post > Daily Prompt
I’ve perceived myself as a multi-tasker, I can somehow distribute my focus to doing different things at a time and ensure those get done. But lately, I am not sure if it’s part of aging or just the nature of changing, I tend to give out all my concentration to a singular task. Thus, the hiatus with blogging. Now I am back and I thought to kick-off my resume by slowly letting my brain juices work through thinking of instances where The Daily Prompt’s topic correlate. Hence, this post.
I remember my final round of interview back in 2006 when I was fresh out of the university, where I applied and passed my supposedly first job / company (which I eventually turned down for something better), the director had asked a number of hypothetical questions, one being, how do I perceive a glass of water, which one would I prefer, half-empty or half-full. Hearing the question for the first time I found it odd. What’s the difference? Then I thought to myself, probably this is a trick question, that maybe I should focus on the positive side of things, empty or full? I answered with “half-full” and explained that I am comparing that to how I approach instances where I am being presented with challenges, should I treat it as something that will yield positive results in the end or consider it as a threat to my success. I know, I sounded like a trying hard applicant, pleasing her interviewer, haha!
But then, if you ask me now, what would I choose? I would choose half-empty. Life presents a lot of challenges and some of those, we traverse for the first time, without any prior experience. How we react to it and learn from it is usually a matter of trial and error. My “glass of life” is a gradually growing collection of good and bad experiences where I started out only hearing and reading life stories and yet now, I get to face some of those. I know that this glass would not ever be full because this world has a lot of pieces of stories and experiences that no one person can ever completely face. I guess it is a matter of learning from those and knowing how we can react and tread it the next time around. And that when that time comes where we have to carefully take a look at this glass, we will let out a grin, because we have made it through.