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To you, the love of my life πŸ˜š

To the one person who stuck by me through my idiosyncrasies and other weird quirks. 

To the person who listened to my ideas even though he knew they were out of this world; who would indulge me even though I would stumble and fall; who would be there to help me get up and would smile and say, “Everything will still be all right.”

To the guy who would laugh with me and get “kilig” as I fangirl over Richard and Nicomaine; who would let me be as I scream and cry and buy all the stuffs related to them. Lol. πŸ˜‚

To the man I married, the man who I constantly fight and bicker with over the most nonsensical things. 

To the one man who would kiss and hug me when I’m feeling down; who would listen to my woes; who would let me be if I need to be alone.

To the father of my two kids whom he loves so much; whom he would get dirty with and would play nonstop with; whom he would always be there for – for every cry, every achievement, every laughter.

To Carlo – the man I love, the man I will always be with, the man I would gladly grow old with.

Happy birthday, my love. I love you, Hunny. May we spend more birthdays to come and may you be happy for all the rest of our days. God bless you always. 

And I love you. For life. 😘

Santa Monica Beach, California; June 2016
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The hubby just bought me a leather bound unlined journal as a belated birthday gift. He said he knew I used to keep one before but that I wasn’t able to follow through with it once I finished my last since real life came bounding along. 

When Rinnah was growing up – I still had a journal then. It was probably my 6th since I’ve been keeping journals ever since I was in grade school. I stopped when she was two or three, I think, since I wasn’t as inspired to write and like I mentioned above – real life came and sucked me in its grasp.

Carlo (le hubby) told me that he wanted me to continue on with writing and with compiling my thoughts and putting them onto paper just like how I used to. His dedication was what touched me most though, since he said that because he isn’t perfect, especially in our relationship, he wants me to chronicle our journey together – as husband and wife, as a family, as parents – through this journal so we would have something to look back onto, the good and the bad. Something that we could laugh about. Something that we could learn from. Something that would show us how we were in life from now till – well, till God knows when. 

He wanted me to write out our story and make it into a book in this journal that is solely for us. 

I like that. It’s funny though because I did start writing yesterday in it and I was writing about how I think I already forgot how to use my hands for writing via pen and paper. Given the onset of technology nowadays and online journals and such as well as blogs – it was such a novelty for me to be able to write using my hand again and with a pen on paper. 

I think I would make it into an everyday thing. Even if I need to jot just one sentence about my thought for the day – I’ll do that. 😊

Photography Portfolio

Winter Photography :)

I’m excited to be working on my photography again this week. I had a shoot with a good friend of mine last Christmas. She asked me to take portraits of her beautiful family with the Idaho winter as backdrop. πŸ’› 

I’m just able to go through all my photos of them this week and I’m hoping to get everything edited and finished by next week. I need to work double time this weekend then so I could finish everything. πŸ˜…

I’ll post the finished product under my photography portfolio here once I’m done. But for now, here’s a preview of what I’ve been working on so far. ☺️

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My Sunday Currently [1]

So I thought of jumping into the bandwagon and create my own Sunday Currently inspired by
So here goes. I hope I could keep up with this too. πŸ˜…πŸ˜

Reading – Currently reading Harry Potter and The Cursed Child. Have been reading it for like a week now. 😩 I need more time. Where can i buy time please?? 😭

Writing – three current fan fictions of MaiChard (Maine Mendoza and Richard Faulkerson Jr. or AlDub) that I have over at Wattpad. I’m doing Chapter 19 of The Photographer and I’m hoping to have that done by tonight or tomorrow. πŸ˜…

Listening – to reggae/island songs right now. Chilling with family on a Sunday night with a little wine, beer and dinuguan

Thinking – about how I could get that writing job I’m applying for. Gaaaaah 😩 I’m super praying and hoping I get it though. Because that way, I would be able to work and still stay home with my kids. 

Smelling – the barbecue that my uncle just cooked. In 30Β°F weather. Yep. That’s already warm here in Idaho. So… 😏

Wishing – for peace. Hahahaha πŸ˜… Seriously though, with the new inauguration of our new president – I just hope the country would really be great again. Just like he promised.  

Hoping – that this winter ends soon. πŸ˜“ This year is just bad. It’s been snowing nonstop and we even have subzero temps to the point that school is always cancelled. This could also be with the wish part. I wish this too. 

Wearing – winter clothes. Thermal clothes, winter coat and Ugg boots. We’re hanging out here at the garage of my uncle’s house since like I said – we barbecue’d πŸ˜… It’s really cold but thank God for gas heaters. Which is currently beside me. Lol. πŸ˜†

Loving – my family. Because they are simply the best. Not just my immediate one – because that’s a given (love my hubby and my kids soooooo much) but my extended and other friends here that I also consider family already. 

Wanting – that new book Pandora charm. πŸ˜… Sue me but I really want it. Huhuhuhu 😭

Needing – to have more sleep. 😳 I haven’t been getting much sleep lately. πŸ™‚πŸ™ƒπŸ™‚πŸ™ƒ Like I always drift off at around 4am then wake up at 7am for my kids’ school 😳 My hubby sometimes wonder how I could function with just 3-4 hours of sleep. But I guess I’m just used to it. πŸ˜“

Feeling – happy and content. 😊 

Clicking – through the since I need to catch up on my Meant To Be teleserye shows. πŸ™ƒ

So… That’s it for now. See you next week again for another post? How was this? πŸ˜… Thank you for reading. 😘

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Yung bobong bobo ka sa mga nararamdaman mo matapos mabasa ang mga sinulat mo from 12 years ago. πŸ™ƒ

Tipong – bakit? Ano ito? Akala ko ba ok ka na? Pero bakit may ganito kang naramdaman na bumalot bigla sa pagkatao mo matapos mong balikan ang mga bagay na akala mo ay nabaon mo na sa limot?

Parang gago lang. πŸ™‚

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Of Satin Ribbons and Sunrises

For Pia.

The satin ribbon gracefully danced with the wind while it held her final breath.


“Love, can you push me outside?” she called softly for her husband of 50 years, as she twirled a white satin ribbon in her dainty, fragile hands – the same ribbon that she wore on her hair during their wedding. She wanted to see the rising of the sun, feeling that this might be the last time that she would be able to do so.

“Wait for a minute, my love,” she heard him answer her back from somewhere around the house. She waited for but a few heartbeats before she finally felt her wheelchair move.

“Won’t you be cold here outside?” her husband lovingly asked, even as he draped a thick comforter around her frail shoulders once they were outside on their patio. “I don’t understand why you want to get out of the house this early. It’s not even 5 o’clock yet. Plus it’s a bit cold here in the beach house and yet you still want to –”

“I’m all right, love,” she answered, cutting him off, looking up at him, smiling, trying to reach for his hand which he gladly gave. “I just want to see the sunrise, that’s all. Even for the last time…”

“Don’t say that,” he whispered, squeezing her hand lightly. He knelt beside her before planting a kiss on her temple. “You would still experience a ton of sunrises and sunsets. This won’t be your last. Wasn’t it only –”

“My love,” she interrupted once more, her other hand that was holding the ribbon – reaching up to touch his face. She smiled at him, amidst the pain in her frail body. She smiled at him, even through his worry for her. She smiled at him, like nothing was amiss. “I’ve accepted it already. You should too. Doctors said anytime now, remember? They couldn’t do anything for me anymore. As long as I’m comfortable. That’s the only thing that matters now. At least even in my death – I’m here. With you.”


“I love you.”

He closed his eyes, as a lone tear escaped which she lovingly wiped away. She leaned down and gave him a kiss which he softly returned. She smiled against his lips as she felt the soft rays of the rising sun on her face.

She gently pulled away as she watched the sun starting to rise on the horizon, painting the sky with its orange and yellow hues, the light blue backdrop beginning to shine through. She watched as the moon and the twinkling stars bid her goodbye to welcome the new day that the sun was bringing.

“It’s so beautiful,” she whispered with a smile, her eyes not leaving the beauty of a new day even though her breathing was becoming slightly labored.

“Love, are you still ok? I should take you back in. It’s getting chilly for you out here even with the sun rising. It’s not good for you. We could always go again in a — Love? Love?! LOVE!”

Her head suddenly slumped backwards, her hand in his slacking. Her hand that was holding the ribbon, falling on the side of the wheelchair – letting go of the ribbon. The wind picked it up, making it sway and dance as it took it in its embrace.

She took her final breath, watching the sun rise, watching a new day unfold, with the love of her life, with the memory of the happiest time in her life, with a smile on her face.


A/N: May pinagdadaanan lang. 

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A little something to be thankful for

This was quite a surprise for me when I woke up on the morning of the 4th of November, 2016. Aside from the overwhelming response I got from all of my readers over at WattpadΒ regarding a simple story that I wrote – I woke up to this wonderful news from Wattpad themselves, as well.

And yes - I did the happy dance they told me to do

Translation: Many months have already passed, over 140,000 stories joined The Wattys, the largest online writing contest in the world. Β Your story was one of those and we are glad to tell you that your story won the 2016 Watty Award under the category: Writer’s Debut. Β Congratulations!

Take a few moments to do the happy dance, pat your back and tell everyone of the good news!

And yes – I did the happy dance they told me to do. πŸ˜…πŸ˜…πŸ˜…

I never expected to win. Β I never really expected for anyone to actually take the time to read my stories (given that I know that I am not one of the better writers anywhere). Β So when I placed that hashtag (#Wattys2016) on my story – I didn’t expect that it would get noticed. Β I was only thinking at the back of my head, “Well – it’s just a hashtag. Might as well put it there. Β Who knows? Β Someone might notice it.”

With that being said – I would just like to say THANK YOU! This wouldn’t be possible if not for all of you, the readers of this simple story of mine. (Check it out if you like over at Wattpad: Sa Tamang Panahon under username: wuthie16)

Aside from Richard and Nicomaine – my muses, the ones who this story is dedicated to and the ones who inspired me to pick up my dusty pen and write again – YOU, THE READERS, would be my inspiration for continuing on with this.

Despite numerous times when I wanted to quit. Β Despite numerous times when I didn’t have the energy to write. Β Despite the numerous times when I thought – this wasn’t good enough.

You all stuck with me and pretty much told me – YOU CAN DO THIS. Β YOU GOT THIS.

So thank you

Image grabbed from:Β

So thank you. From the bottom of my heart. Sobrang salamat po. πŸ˜˜β˜ΊοΈπŸ’›

Malapit ng matapos ang akdang ito. Pero alam natin na ang happily ever after nina Alden Rioja at Maine Mercado ay magpapatuloy magpakailanpaman.Β 

Salamat muli. Mahal ko kayong lahat. πŸ’›πŸ’›πŸ’›


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Yung sobrang gusto mo ng bumitiw pero hindi mo magawa kasi ang daming maaapektuhan at masasaktan. Pero sa totoo lang, pagod na pagod ka na. At gusto mo ng tumiwalag. Pero kumakapit ka pa rin at sumasamo na baka magbago pa ang lahat at umayos muli ang sirang pagsasamahan. 

Pero hanggang kailan? Hanggang kailan ka aasa? Hanggang kailan ka ngingiti kahit na ang saloobin mo ay sumisigaw na at umiiyak? Hanggang kailan? 

Hindi na ata gagana yung hanggang maubos ang lahat ng bukas. Dahil pag hinintay mo yun – malalagutan ka na ng hininga pero wala pa rin. Ganon pa rin. Hirap ka pa rin. Masakit pa rin. 

Pwede bang tama na? Nakakapagod na talaga. 

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He smiles as he watches her, thinking how much of a lucky bastard he is that she said yes to him when he proposed.

“What are you thinking?” she asks him as she turns her head towards him, catching him off guard, making his breath slightly hitch – with the beatific grin she has on her lips.

“How lucky I am that you are mine,” he replies softly, honestly – showing her his infamous bedimpled smile.

She smiles wider as she scoots closer to him, wraps her slender arms around his neck and plants a kiss on his lips.

“I am luckier because I have you.”

He savors her kisses as he closes his eyes, pulling her closer so he feels the beating of her heart against his.

Yes, he’s one lucky bastard indeed.

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First Night

They were cuddling on the bed with barely their underwear on, eyes gazing at each other, fingers grazing each other’s skin as they slowly smiled.




“Hi,” he softly whispered.

“Hi, yourself,” she whispered back.

He then leaned towards her and gave her the softest of kisses on her lips. She responded, slowly at first, kissing him fully, her lithe hands traveling to his nape.

Then the kiss turned fiery.


All consuming.

Red hot and burning.

He broke away panting. “Another?”

She opened her eyes, gasping. “Yes. Oh, yes.”

Together – they delved.