Virgin (again) and proud
Real love waits – this is one of the advocacies of my youth org. I too am a personal advocate for this. Being the bookworm that I am, I came across Saving my First Kiss (by Lisa Velthouse) and…
Love Cloud
“Please” – A letter to my younger self
If I could travel time and space and meet my younger self, I would find the secretly rebellious yet naïve girl in all her glory. We all have something we wish we could tell to the people we used to…
Real love can wait
“I would like you to be free from concern. An unmarried man is concerned about the Lord’s affairs— how he can please the Lord. But a married man is concerned about the affairs of this world— how he can please…
Choreography of love
Have you ever tried living under the shadow of people? Were you always working real hard, with all creativity and effort possible, just to receive acknowledgement and attention? I did. As a mediocre kid born with musical prodigies…
That broken pavement
In our lives, it is natural for us to feel the need to heal or fix ourselves whenever we are hurt. It doesn’t matter how we got hurt – may it be physically or emotionally. But what actually matters is how…
What have I gotten myself into?
“What have I gotten myself into?” I often hear this question when people, or their lives, are in a mess. But as for me, this question does not pose any negativity. At an early age, I had such…
A love that really matters
I was not supposed to be born alive. My mom was struggling days before my birth. She said that she was about to be on a Caesarian operation because there’s a possibility that the baby she was carrying for…
It’s a sweet sacrifice
Some would think of suffering as a form of punishment that entails nothing but pain, burden and hardships. It is by suffering that some of us believe something is being taken away from them without gaining anything from it. And…
Stuck within grace
I’ve found myself stuck in a lot of things lately: my studies, organizational work, and perhaps even stuck within the perception other people have towards me. It has started to take its toll on me both emotionally, through countless anxiety…
How can I love again?
My human body is numb and merciless. I cannot feel anything. Sleeping is a way not to feel, but it only lasts for an hour or two. This is the truth: my father died 4 months ago. As the…