"God Be With You Little Angels"

I don't know them. I haven't met them. This is the first time that I heard of them. Now they are gone. Gone in such a dramatic incident. One is 6 years old, the other is 5. They were run over by a truck, dead on the spot with scattered tiny pieces of their body parts.

I felt so devastated upon hearing this from my very dear and close friend Lea Sobejana. I have been waiting for her message so we could have the usual everyday talk. I was telling myself that maybe she was busy after many text messages I sent to her and no response. Finally when she got online today, she broke to me the sad news.

Lea is related to these young children. One lived just accross the street and the other is just having a holiday with the relatives. These two kids apparently were playing by the road. The elder brother who was resposnsible of them was at home cooking. The kids were excitedly waiting for someone from the family who would be bringing them some Christmas gifts from Manila.

For some reasons the older kid tried to cross the street and the younger one followed without looking at the big truck approaching quickly. They were hit instantly.

One of the kid's parents are OFWs working in Saudi Arabia. As no parents available, Lea was the one who took the initiative to help in identifying the corps and taking the necessary action to help the family. Unfortunately, they are so poor.

As she continued giving me the account of the accident, I felt so bad and I could relate the feeling of someone losing a loved one. It's painful. Yes, I can imagine how the parents would feel upon hearing the sad news. I don't want to be in their shoes. Believe me.

What a way to end up the year. But this is life. Everything happens for a reason. All I could say is to pray for the bereaved parents to have strength to cope up with this difficult challenge for them.

I know that those young little ones are happy where they are. Happy to find those little angels way up high. They are in good hands. I am absolutely certain.

I just hope that the parents would know that their children are little angels who have gone early to have early mission somewhere.

I believe, everything happens for a reason.

Goodbye little angels. May the Lord bless you and your parents and you will continue your way up high to meet your maker.

Minus 3 to Golden Year!

I celebrated my 47th birhday last December 24 with the family. I am happy of course. Another year has added to my young age. More wrinkles, more unwanted kilos, more pains everywhere but I am still grateful.

I can't ask for more....I am with the family. Though they never cease from telling that I am "old".

Some people don't like telling their age. I don't mind. I can't lie and I can't hide anyway. I feel good at 47. Three more years and Iwill turn 50. I don't really mind as long as I have good health and my family is with me.

Everyday that passes, I thank the Lord for giving me another day to live by. It's wonderful. Savour each moment....could be hard at times but it's necessary to appreciatelife better.

Life is good and wonderful after all.

Les Barbieris au complet

This is my father in-law. He is 82 years old and looking great. Like any other grandpa, he spoils the kids and us the parents too.

With the grandchildren. The grandparents are happy and proud of them. They are the only grandchildren they have got. No wonder they are so spoiled!

Mimi, me and the in-laws.

Voila, the family in one piece. Such a rare opportunity to be all together.

I had been so busy during the past days for the arrival of the girls and my in- laws. Now they are here and I am filled with love and joy. Nothing can tell me the contrary. I love being with my family. This season has given me the reason to be thankful for the family that I have.

It's not always a "a bed of roses" so to speak. Crisis occur. Deceptions, frustrations and doubts come and go too. Sometimes when things go rough, I start questioning myself, have I raised them the way they should be? Am I good mom to these children? Or am I good wife?

I don't know but I wish that when I wil be six feet below the ground they would come to appreciate what I did to them.

For the meantime, let me savour this special moment where we could bond and enjoy being "en famille au complet" or in other words...being all together as one.

Merry Christmas to all.

Les enfants à Gouvieux

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