How to survive a crazy wife (Bedtime)

Just one of those random questions I ask my husband, "Do you love me?" (Ha! Random?!NO!). Of course, he'd have to say yes.

He is smart like that.

Then, I asked him, "How do you love a crazy wife?" (now, this is random!). This is actually the first time I asked him this question. So, I told him, "you should write a book with that title!". As a normal husband as he is, he said, "No, I'm gonna write about 'How to survive a crazy wife'". Then he started listing things.

B|W Black and White is Beauty Worthy

"B|W is not just Black & White photos but it must be Beauty Worthy.."

Naks! Guess I am serious about branding my own black & white photos. 

I don't have a studio. All I have is my well-lit vanity desk where I take my selfies at. I might not be able to put up too many portraits but I am hoping someday I could. For now, I am more than happy enhancing people's selfie. And no, I don't charge anything. This is just something that I enjoy doing and I love hearing people's reaction when they appreciate what I did.

If you want some good ole black and white photos, send me your portrait and I'd be more than glad to enhance it.

Random Thoughts: The Answered Prayer

I remember that night like it was just yesterday. I was down on my knees, crying to God, heartbroken and lost. The night when he left me of uncertainties if he's gone forever or he would keep his promise of non-existent love. I know it was over between us but I just shrug the thought of it, hoping that the reality was wrong. But it wasn't! I used to think that I am strong and when this happens, I would be just fine - but I was wrong. Very wrong.

I was in so much pain and I felt him hurting inside me. I had to be strong.

I told God, "I am deeply sorry for I have wronged you, I did something against Your will, and I know I am being punished. But please, spare my child. I may not be righteous to ask you for anything, but you are my loving Father, and I love my unborn child as much you love me. He hasn't done anything to deserve suffering. Let him have a good life even it means I will have to suffer all my life. You have never betrayed me God despite of the countless times I betrayed You. Please do not betray my child as he will grow up knowing You and believing in You. I do not expect anything for myself as I have sinned a lot. But please give my child everything he needs."

That was my prayer and He listened.

As I look at my son, I know I did something good at some point to deserve him and God still being on my side.

The Unspoken Goodbye

Today, we said our last, most painful, goodbye to my brother, Jack Obon.

The last time I saw him was around 6 years ago. After then he would message me every so often. And when he does, I was more annoyed than grateful because he would only do so when he needs something. Except for the last one. He said, "dako naman diay si Dion, Gang" (Dion is bigger now, Gang). 'GaGang' is my nickname. And I still chose to ignore it, unbeknownst that it was his last message sent to me.

Time, we can't take it back. What has been done was done. We can only think back and wished we've done things differently but it meant nothing for the past. We can learn from it and use it for the future but there are things that just can't be undone.

I'm almost certain that my brother would have done a lot of things differently if he got the chance, but he didn't. Never will.

One thing that brother has been known for is running away. He avoids facing the problem or confronting anyone without physically hurting them. If he can't hit you when he is mad, he leaves. He never says goodbye! He always comes back though. Whether it be in a couple hours, few days, months, in a year or so, we would always see him again until last Saturday, December 5th 2015 -- he left yet again without saying goodbye and we know for sure he ain't coming back.

Once again and for the last time, my brother left us with his unspoken goodbye. So long, Kuya!