If tears could build a stairway and memories a lane, I’d walk right up to Heaven and bring you home again. ~Author Unknown
This is to commemorate my late father’s death. It’s almost 19 years!
Tay, wherever you are right now, I hope you are proud of me. I hope you see how much you have influenced my inner being. I hope you see how far I have come because since day one you never cease to believe that I can do it, that I can handle things that comes my way.
Thank you for everything Tay. No one can take your place in my life and in my heart even if I find someone to get married with one to three years from now. (haha) It’s a hard quest but eventually I’ll get there for sure. I am no Elizabeth Queen or Anne Hathaway but I believe I am beautiful and I am a masterpiece. (Amen!!!)
I Miss you so much Tay. I will cherish and treasure all our shared memories until my dying day or even in life after death if God permits (hopefully).
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I have been completely exposed to the city life but the country girl in me will always remain.
I was born and raised from a distant Hacienda in Bago City that until now has no electricity and water supply, and the road renovations’ plan is still under negotiation whether it will be constructed or not. I wonder why the LGU has to do negotiations and all.
Moving forward, I stayed in Hacienda Mambajao until I turned 15; though at the age of 11 I already had the chance to appreciate the city life as my parents sent me to one of private schools in Bacolod.
I really had a hard time finishing my Elementary years as I had to walk more than an hour every day in order to get to school. I had to wake up at 5 in the morning to prepare our breakfast, feed chickens, bring all the goats to the farm so they can eat fresh and green grass that is essential for their growth, and then proceed to spring, take a bath, have ourselves cleaned and get ready to travel to school. During that time it was mandatory for us to get to school before the flag ceremony or else we will get punished. Punishments includes cleaning the School’s comfort rooms, cleaning up the playground or stay out standing in front of the flag pole until the bell rang for break time. At young age, I had already been taught how to be responsible not just in my studies but also to all my other little siblings.
The good thing I like about my childhood experiences was that, my other siblings and I kept helping each other to get the entire-morning task done quickly so we could head over school ahead of time.
As I grow up, the entire aspects of my being are also intensifying. My father was a great and responsible man. Despite of his countless obligations to my mother, to me, to the rest of my siblings, and to the cooperative which he was affiliated with; he still managed to propose and venture baking-business. He bought a set of baking materials to build a small bakery near our house.
He hired another family man to do the baking for us. During his free time he tried to learn how to bake and he even encouraged me and the rest of my siblings to learn the process of baking and selling bread. Since I don’t have an older brother, my late father assigned me to deliver all baked goodies to our avid customers. During those times we can only travel fast by running or riding a horse as we have lots of them. In fact we have five horses that we look after.
To be able to deliver baked goodies I had to ride my favorite horse which is also my pet and I call her Trisha. For a couple of years Trisha helped us a lot. I was sad though as we had to sell Trisha due to financial instability after my father passed away.
My father’s death has really made our lives miserable, though it also taught me to be strong, brave and wise. He was the only man I look up to and when God take away his life, I felt like everything has been taken from me. I felt like the world had stop revolving. I didn’t know what to do, how to move on and how to live my life without him in our side. I felt so sad; I grieved deep within and even up to now I still do. Yes, I still cry a lot every time I remember him. Probably because I so miss him that I just can’t help but cry every time I remember the wonderful memories he shared with me and with my other siblings. On the other hand, I am also happy and thankful that he is at peace with the Lord now. I believe God loves him and deep within my heart I know the good Lord saved him as he was a good and faithful man.
Despite of the hardships that I and the rest of my siblings had gone through in the absence of our father we still survived and managed to live a good life. In my father’s grave I promise to pursue all my dreams, to take care of my siblings and my mother, as well as to find a man who possess the good qualities he has. Truth is my search is not over yet. lol!
To put an end to this short revelation, I have been exposed to city life since I was 11 but that has never taken away the country girl in me. I might be able to travel to other countries in God’s perfect time but I believe – that country girl in me will always be kept.