just give it a try

had a nice conversation with a cousin a few nights ago...we talked about a lot of things...mostly about plans for the future...the conversation actually centered on taking bold steps...about doing the things you've dreamt of doing...i kind of envy her for being brave enough to abandon her regular job to try out something that she really wants...she's an account...after a few years of practicing that profession she decided to do something new...she became an artist...i think she became part of an advertising agency...then she decided to leave that job to yet again fulfill another dream...that is to become a farmer...seldom will you hear someone abandon a white collar job to become a farmer...well, she does not really do what a typical farmer does...i mean i don't think she plows the field with the help of a carabao...she has a farm where she plants tomatoes, herbs, etc...she has a helper of course...but whatever it is, i admire her for taking that risk of leaving a regular job to do farming where the future isn't really clear...for me, at least...now she has harvested tomatoes and other vegetables...and i can see she is having fun...i admire her because i've had other plans in the past that i have totally abandoned for fear that i will not succeed...i'm not really sure if i can still do those things now not because i feel too old for them but because i need my regular job because i need a steady income to provide for my father's needs...however, my cousin still believes that i should give a few of those dreams a try...she's not encouraging me to leave my job but instead she is telling me to at least try my other plans even on a part time basis...i think i can do that...or i can give some of them a try...i just need to have that courage to take the first step...oh, and i also need to remove that fear of failing...you see i've been quite successful in many of the things i've done so failing is something i'm really anxious about...but like what she said i should try...how will i know if i'm going to succeed if i do not try, right?...so...what's the first thing that i'll try to do...i don't want to say it just yet but i've already found a way to start...i saw a seminar/training that i can take to see if i will be able to do it...basta....bahala na si batman...

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tale of three fathers

while on the bus on my way to the province, i overheard this family talking....

mommy: daddy what did the doctor say about "boyet" (i can't remember the young boy's name)
daddy: he said it's just ordinary cough
mommy: what medicine did he give
daddy: i forgot and i lost the doctor's prescription
turning towards a girl who is probably just 12 years old
daddy: "girlet"(i can't rememebr the young girl's name), what's the name of the medicine?
girlet: its ________
daddy: oh yeah that's right

wow! the father forgot the name of his son's medicines...tsk...tsk...and he lost the prescription...

after the family got off the bus another family sat behind me....a dad, a son and a daughter...

daddy: (talking to boyie) what do you want to buy in SM...
boyie: (whispering) lunch box
daddy: where is your lunch box?
girlie: he broke it
 boyie: but not on purpose
daddy: so what do you bring to school?
boyie: i just buy food at the canteen
daddy: how much is your allowance?
girlie: we bring 70 each
daddy: your mom didn't tell me about that lunch box went we talked...i should have sent money so you could buy one...don't worry...we'll buy a new lunch box...then we'll eat at jollibee....then we'll watch legend of the guardians....then we'll play at the timezone.....

it appears to me that the father does not live with the kids....either he works in another place or he is separated from his wife already.....

on my way back to manila i witnessed yet another story about a father and his kids....

i was seated on the third row....i could hear loud cries from outside the bus...a young boy was wailing.....loud.....very loud.....then after a couple of minutes a mother got on the bus...she was pulling a young boy...he is probably just 6 years old....the boy was trying hard to get away from the mother.....

mommy: stop crying....sit down....
boy: (cry)...(cry)...i want to stay with daddy....
mommy: stop it....we need to go....

then the dad got on the bus as well with another boy who is probably around 10

boyong: daddy i want to stay with you and kuya (big brother)
daddy: "boyong" you cannot stay here...you have to go to school....
boyong: but why can kuya stay with you and i cannot...
daddy: sit down....stop crying.....don't worry you'll come here again next month...

the father kissed the mom and the boy goodbye and left with  the kuya.....i saw he was teary-eyed....

three dads....different stories....

first dad.....probably lives with his kids.....they stay together in one house......forgets about his meds....seems to be taking things for granted....

second dad.....obviously trying to make up for lost time......trying to connect with his kids....trying to build a relationship

third dad......heart broken.....torn between letting his son go or allowing him to stay....


three dads....three different stories.....

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