NOTES: June 7, 2013

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It’s been so dark and gloomy out lately that I’ve finally come to accept that summer’s officially ended.

One cold rainy night while other neighbors’ homes were still dark along with those empty houses neighboring ours, I saw a joyous naive little girl full of cheer upon seeing me arrived. She ran towards me while the door was still half open. I received a heartfelt hug from her on that very moment. What’s more delighting was when she said: “ Mama Da! Yey! Mama Da! Mama Da! Mama Da! while in between hugs on my waist and excitements and leaps I saw, she asked me “Kumusta Mama Da?? Yey Mama da! Mama Daaaaa!” And more hugs and jumps followed. That’s how I’m constantly greeted each night. The thing I always look forward to as I head home.

Then she sat on the chair on our terrace while her eyes were on me as I place my umbrella on the table then in her soft tune she sang a song familiar to me. Placing her right hand on her head then she acted a salute signal…

“ Marcha, Marcha, gagmay na sudalow! Dagkow na sundalow! Taas na sundalow! 
Marcha, marcha isowg na sundalow! Sundalow sa Ginu-ow!”

“Wow! Very good Ora! , I responded.

Then she made some soft clappings… 

“Kung matapos na ang gera ban! Ban! Ban!...

May Koronata! May Koronata!”

Oh! I’m happy that on  her first 2 weeks learning at school in Pre-K she got to sing that bisaya song with her slight English twang at the end of every verses. Then I found myself imitating her lines and actions with Quad vigorously dancing with his tapping steps.

As the season has changed, along with this change are changes at home too with the rest of us in the family.

Lately, Ora have been learning different songs every week. A month has gone and she’s getting used to mingling with her peers. Occasionally she get’s irritated and would at times result to her wanting to go home. There were also days were she make it a habit of sleeping in the classroom with all those noises and visible chaos surrounding her. Yet, she has this extreme, powerful habit of paying no attention to these hurdles of resting. She would comfortably lie on top of their spacious table whenever she wants.

Ora catches on things without difficulty. She has fine memory, her teachers have told me. When she wanders inside the classroom, when she stands up and checks on things on the wall and onto her teachers table, she too cautiously listen on what’s going on inside, though her glances were of nowhere.  However, she at times doesn’t listen to her teacher when asked to comport and conduct herself properly in most classroom settings.

Quad, on the other note, is still my sweet little boy, wanting to be played by everyone at home. As he grows each day, I see a little boy crowned with brightness. We’re always welcome with his delightful smile early morning and every night as I return home. Right now, I still have few words to describe Quad as I am still discovering more about this little boy each day. He likes clinging to and once he does, all the cling rings never ends…

The love of Jesus, Sweet and marvelous

O..o.. Wonderful love…

Higher than the sky, Deeper than the ocean

Wider than the universe

O..o.. Wonderful love…

I heard her singing that song this morning while she’s eating breakfast with me and Oscar having his coffee and pandesal.

Isn’t the love of Jesus something wonderful?

He spoke to us through my daughter’s voice. We were reminded again that we’re indeed in his realm of glory. Boundless as the universe around us, and Love beyond our human comprehension.

Happy Sunday!

Enjoy the current season of your life!

Thank you for dropping by!