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Hi,

He must have been too specially for me that I have managed to write a poem for him… This one’s for you… Take care and God bless!

My Final Bow…

By Ejiev (8-10-07)

I can’t remember when it began

Don’t know the dates or if there was a rising sun

I can’t think of when I first felt this way

And can’t even explain why the feeling stayed.

First time I talked to you?

First time I walked with you?

First time I see you smile?

Or was it the first time you made me cry?

Confused…

But everyone felt what was obvious

Aware…

But denying the truth I swear!

But who am I fooling?

Who am I convincing?

No matter what I do, can’t fool my heart

Can’t convince myself that it is best that we’re apart.

But, today I will make my final bow

Let all the pain hurts in one blow

I will not look back nor stay

For if and when  I do I will never let you go away.

Having too much of love to give

I  just hope a good life for you to live;

Having too much care to bear

I pray that you will be safe anywhere.

Cherish the memories we have shared

Never be in despair

Remember me in any way you can

Then I will be contented wherever I am.

Je t’aime, let it be your guide

Je t’aime, let those words be your strength.

Forget not, that someone has loved you

In a way that no one else can ever do.

Reality bite hurts too much

There are things that we keep to ourselves because we know it is not right for others to know and it will not result into something good as well. When we hide something inside us, this things can bring out a war of emotions or it will create a battle of mixed feelings. Yes all of us most likely have this, but there are feelings that no matter how hard you try it can still be seen in your actions, in your words and if you’re too transparent like me… it can be seen in your eyes. There are feelings that started out with one look which is called - “love at first site”; some started with one touch - “the magic of unfamiliar touch”; others started out with one kiss - “the miracle of one’s first kiss”; then some started with one date – “first date glitters” and very few started out with one laugh – now how would you call that?

Revelation: Not so long ago, that one laugh began for me and it created emotions and gave me mixed feelings and no matter how I tried my transparent eyes showed how special “Sean” is to me. Sean, a boy-next-door –type, silent, simple, intellectual and funny. He can tickle my fancy with just a mere look or word; he can see thru me. He is sensitive enough to ask me “what’s with the sad eyes?” when he feels I have a problem. He makes me really laugh. I enjoyed his company and everyday I look forward to spend time with him, just listening to his brainy statements and mind bugling topics. I learned a lot from him. He looks serious and you would think it’s boring to be with him… but not Sean, because in between those intellectual talk there lies a nasty remark or a naughty comment that can make your stomach ache with laughing. I learned to like him. We spend almost everyday together, I mean an hour of the night just talking and laughing with no nonsense stuff and then he would go discuss things that I have never even think about.

Eventually the like is too much that I end up feeling for him. Don’t get me wrong, I am not waiting nor expecting him to feel the same way but at least I was hoping that he would be there doing the same things for me… spending time with me, talking to me and making me laugh and just showing that at least he appreciates all the things I do for him. I’m a simple person I get high with just one look or a smile. All I needed was a little inspiration during work and some colors during the most tiring part of my days. But of course, I don’t think he realized that. I did everything to please him… well he did some things to please me in a way. He took me out for dinner or for lunch after pissing me off with his sarcastic remarks. He sang for me on one occasion that he was drunk. Stupid of me?! But I do cherish those times. Unfortunately, no matter how I tried, no matter what I do, I couldn’t see that he appreciates the attention and caring that I am giving him. It took me a little while before I woke up with the sad reality… that for him I was just a joke… that he can laugh about with his bestfriend.

Realization: Someone asks me one time “when do you think is the time to stop loving.” And my answer was “when the times that you’re with that person becomes more painful than happy, then it is time to stop caring… to stop loving.”

I did everything I could to show Sean how special he is. I showed caring and understanding. I tried to be always there for him when he needs me and I fought for him. Everybody think that he saw too much of the special feelings I have for him… he then acts like even if he argue with me I will let him win… when he asks for something I will always give in…. when he hurt me he can get away with it with just one joke. I get pissed off with his sarcastic way of talking to me and each and every time I just cry myself to sleep thinking about him.

Friends are telling me to stop it but stupid me would say… “no, he’s not like that”. I have known him to be someone nice and that wouldn’t change. But a few days back, I was totally stunned and stoned of how he was… took for granted all the effort that his friends and I did for him. We were all trying to please him and make him happy because we know he was down. I wanted to cheer him up. But everything we did seemed to be dumped into trash.

No one knows how hurt I was… The last time I saw him the hug that we shared that usually gives me warmth… brought me nothing but splinters to my heart but it would be to much if I cried for him one more time.

After all that happened I still want to remember his face when he smiles; His giggles when he cracks a joke or two; the intelligent talk; the warm hugs and one simple kiss…

I wanted to say sorry… sorry …I gave up on you, but it is you who pushed me away. I offered you everything that I could… now there’s nothing left. He will always have a special place in my heart… I will always miss him and see him as a friend… that’s what he deserves to be.

Because reality bites… that my heart deserves far more better than 3 Sean’s put together.

Je t’aime, thanks for everything and good luck.

Now, it feels like all of this just happened in my dreams.

Have you ever felt being pinned
down on a space between doing what you should do and doing what you want
to do? Did you ever encounter a
situation that you wanted to do something but you can’t? Why? Because it is
something against your rule, religion, belief, values at kung ano ano pa? Sa dami ng reason, you end up convincing
yourself that you should not do it? Or
hindi pwede kasi masisira ang image ko, or hindi kasi ako ganong klase ng tao….
pero deep inside you, ”humuhulagpos” (ang lalim niyan ha) ang damdamin na pilit
mong itinatago. Then in the end… kahit
naconvince mo na sarili mo that you are doing something right… still you feel
miserable. Because alam mo that it is
the other thing that you’ve been lonnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnging… and
wannnnnnnnnnnnting to do.

All of us, one way or another
have experience the same thing. Some
might have chosen to do what they should and just take the agony and pain
reality of longing and wanting. And some
(maybe a few) took the risk and did what they want and enjoy the happiness
along side with the worries. Whichever
way you took… it actually does not matter. The important thing is… may napala ka ba, totoo bang masaya ka? Pagkatapos ba ng lahat… whatever happiness
you felt… is it worth all the trouble?

Someone once told me, “God has
given you this life, you have to leave it the way you want it. Kasi hindi naman mangyayari kung hindi
niya ginustong mangyari.” But some chooses to live the safer way… kahit
kulang ang saya, kahit kulang ng kulay at least tahimik ka. (sabi mo) We pretend to be happy with the decisions
that we make dahil yon ang tama. We
choose the lesser evil ika nga.

“You argued with your partner,
nagalit ka kaya kahit na nakailang sorry
na kunyari galit ka pa din, pero actually gusto mo lang suyuin ka. Pinigilan mo sarili mo na kausapin siya kahit
na sa loob mo gusto mo lang yakapin siya.”

“He tried to touch you, you
backed away. Pademure ka kunyari
conservative ka pero deep inside kinikilig ka naman pala.”

“Mahal mo siya, ayaw mong sabihin
kasi babae ka nga ikaw dapat nililigawan. Mahal ka niya kaso torpe siya kaya
ayon puro titigan lang ginagawa ninyo.”

“Gusto mo siyang makausap,
sobrang miss mo na siya. Peo ayaw mo tawagan dahil maparide ka pero pag narinig
mo ang pag “hello” niya nagiiyak ka.

“You wanted to feel, touch, kiss
him, but you rather not kasi its against your belief. Kailangan babaing maria clara ka. Pero sa bawat pagpikit ng mata mo, you were
fantasizing him.” (magpakatotoo ka kasi!!!)

We don’t intend this things to
happen, we don’t want all this feelings to reside in us but in reality it
does. Masaya… Masakit… Masarap … mabuhay
na kaakibat ang lahat ng yan… but what do you do if you felt all of it? Nothing… but just to write…

Here is something, I read from a
friends Blog, kung nakakarelate kayo… then at least hindi lang pala ako
nagiisa. Kung hindi naman, pray that it
doesn’t happen to you… because its sad… frustrating… but true.

Why must there be hesitations for
the things we want?

Why not throw all cautions to
the wind and let it lead us to only God knows what?

Why should there be fear of what
could be

That only leaves us paralyzed,
unable to make things happen?

The indecisions only makes one
lose time, the moment and chance,

Then all of a sudden one
realizes it is gone, moved on to the other

Who’s not afraid to grasp it and
possess it.

Opportunities are only realities
to those who are willing to take risks.

Risks of danger and pain in
giving in to what we truly want.

Indeed…I am too afraid.

By
ejieh-02-08-2007

 
A “Batch or Batches” is a word that refers to a woman
with a strong backbone. Someone who has
a firm personality; who’s strong; who don’t follow for no reason; who cannot be
easily intimidated by a man; who knows what she wants; who stands on what she
believes in and will never give in, instead will make a compromise that will
still prove her point.

  A “batch” is the opposite of a “doormat”. Doormat is a word that refers to a woman who
follows what you say; who wears the kind of clothers that only her mate picks
out; who would just patiently wait and take care of a drunk husband; who never
say no to his man; someone who’s life revolves around his partner and nothing
more.

  Study shows that most men would chose to marry a batch
than a doormat because of the following reasons: a batch would most likely takes care of
everything in times of trouble; their arguments makes you think and their firm
decision makes it easier to get things done; and they learn a lot from them.

  But, did you know that… at the back of every strong
backbone of a “batch” lies a “sweet and tender loving woman”? They are most probably the most sentimental
and emotional ones. They are very
sensitive when it comes to loving and feelings. When a batch falls in love they tend to lose themselves. Yet, no batch will admit this! Because they make sure that the strong
personality comes out in the open.

 Have you
ever heard of the song “Superwoman”. The song brings out and expresses the
frustrations and complains of a batch. As the song goes… “I’m not your
superwoman, I’m not the kind of girl that you can let down and think that everythings ok. Boy I am only human. This girl needs more than occasional hugs as
a token of love from you to me.” For no matter how strong a batch may be,
no matter how tough they may look like, they have a soft heart that needs to be
loved. “I’m the kind of girl that can
treat you so sweet But you got to realize that you’ve got to be sweeter to me.”

  Who would ever know
that? Not their man, since most of the
man that falls or marry a batch thought that they are strong enough to take
everything. They thought that… a batch
understands the insensitivity of their man; that they wouldn’t mind if they
cannot open the door or help them with their things because they know that a
batch is independent.

  Well, there comes the complications because a batch’s
only dream is to be loved… They needed
the sweetness and affection of a man more than anyone else because it is where
they gain strength from; they needed someone who would take care of them, who
wouldn’t mind seeing them when they cry; who would understand when they fail
and someone who would still love them even if their weakest point sets in.

  Here is a poem showing the sentiments of a strong woman
or the one we call a “Batch”.

 
WE’RE TOGETHER YET I’M
ALL ALONE

 
There
you are few inches away

But
it felt like you always break away.

There
you are an arm reach

Yet
reaching you seems so hard for me.

We
ate on one table together

Still
feels we were sitting on both end;

We
share one bed at night

Yet
there is a gap between us that is very wide;

We
spend time on one room most of the time.

But
I cannot feel your presence in my life.

No
matter what I do, it’s really hard for me to reach you.

I
wish every second…

…
for you to just touch my hand even if I don’t ask;

I
hope every minute…

…
for you to just sit beside me and try to understand;

I
longed for the day…

That
you will just cuddle me in bed, saying “everything’s gonna be fine.”

Because
it feels so alone knowing that you think I don’t exist in your life.

I just want to share with you this beautiful story.  You might be in a middle of a crisis, a problem or just being bored with your life and you have unanswered questions.  This story can make you realize that there is always a reason for everything that is happening and that…

"When you’re down to nothing, God is up to something."

This is beautiful, try not to cry…..

She jumped up as soon as she saw the surgeon come out of the operating room. She said: "How is my little boy? Is he going to be all right? When can I see him?"

The surgeon said, "I’m sorry. We did all we could, but your boy didn’t make it."

Sally said, "Why do little children get cancer? Doesn’t God care any more? Where were you, God, when my son needed you?"

The surgeon asked, "Would you like some time alone with your son? One of the nurses will be out in a few minutes, before he’s transported to the university."

Sally asked the nurse to stay with her while she said good-bye to son. She ran her fingers lovingly through his thick red curly hair.

"Would you like a lock of his hair?" the nurse asked.

Sally nodded yes. The nurse cut a lock of the boy’s hair, put it in a plastic bag and handed it to Sally. The mother said, "It was Jimmy’s idea to donate his body to the University for Study. He said it might help somebody else. "I said no at first, but Jimmy said, ‘Mom, I won’t be using it after I die. Maybe it will help some other little boy spend one more day with his Mom." She went on, "My Jimmy had a heart of gold. Always thinking of someone else. Always wanting to help others if he could."

Sally walked out of Children’s mercy Hospital for the last time, after spending most of the last six months there. She put the bag with Jimmy’s belongings on the seat beside her in the car. The drive home was difficult. It was even harder to enter the empty house. She carried Jimmy’s belongings, and the plastic bag with the lock of his hair to her son’s room. She started placing the model cars and other personal things back in his room exactly
where he had always kept them. She laid down across his bed and, hugging his pillow, cried herself to sleep.

It was around midnight when Sally awoke. Laying beside her on the bed was a folded letter. The letter said:

"Dear Mom, I know you’re going to miss me; but don’t think that I will ever forget you, or stop loving you, just ’cause I’m not around to say I LOVE YOU. I will always love you, Mom, even more with each day. Someday we will see each other again.Until then, if you want to adopt a little boy so you won’t be so lonely, that’s okay with me. He can have my room and old stuff to play with. But, if you decide to get a girl instead, she probably wouldn’t like the same things us boys do. You’ll have to buy her dolls and stuff girls like, you know. Don’t be sad thinking about me. This really is a neat place.

Grandma and Grandpa met me as soon as I got here and showed me around some, but it will take a long time to see everything. The angels are so cool. I love to watch them fly. And, you know what? Jesus doesn’t look like any of his pictures.

Yet, when I saw Him, I knew it was Him. Jesus himself took me to see GOD! And guess what, Mom? I got to sit on God’s knee and talk to Him, like I was somebody important. That’s when I told Him that I wanted to write you a letter, to tell you good-bye and everything. But I already knew that wasn’t allowed. Well, you know what Mom? God handed me some paper and His own personal pen to write you this letter. I think Gabriel is the name of the angel who is going to drop this letter off to you. God said for me to give you the answer to one of the questions you asked Him ‘Where was He when I needed him?’ "God said He was in the same place with me, as when His son Jesus was on the cross. He was right there, as He always is
with all His children.

Oh, by the way, Mom, no one else can see what I’ve written except you. To everyone else this is just a blank piece of paper. Isn’t that cool? I have to give God His pen back now. He needs it to write some more names in the Book of Life. Tonight I get to sit at the table with Jesus for supper. I’m, sure the food will be great.

Oh, I almost forgot to tell you. I don’t hurt anymore. The cancer is all gone. I’m glad because I couldn’t stand that pain anymore and God couldn’t stand to see me hurt so much, either. That’s when He sent The Angel of Mercy to come get me. The Angel said I was a Special Delivery! How about that?

Signed with Love from God, Jesus & Me.

(Let’s see Satan stop this one.) I suggest for you to copy paste this to any where that you think other people might have a chance to read it… I am no saint but  let this be my way of sharing with you God’s wisdom… may you do the same.:-)

I am feeling alone… lonely… down… at kung ano-ano
pa. Eh, wala naman akong problema, gusto
kong malasing wala naman akong maisip na dahilan, gusto kong umiyak eh ano
naman kaya ang aking iiyakan? Ah!
Ewan! Pero ito ang aking mga
nararamdaman… is it just me, myself and I or it must be the weather? On a rainy or rather stormy day like this ang
dami ko

kami memories na pwedeng balikan…

Things tulad ng mala-magpakailanmang eksena with an
ex-boyfriend na bigla kong nakita after 13 years… mga tawag sa telepono sa
kalagitnaan ng ulan na nakatunganga ako sa terrace ng bahay ko… mga panahon ng
pagtambay sa Starbucks, Coffee California or Seattles Best, para magpainit
habang pinaguusapan ang mga nakakatuwang chat sessions sa A1 at ang maghapon at
magdamag na pagtunganga at pagtawa sa harap ng pc kahit magmukha ka ng baliw.

Remembering this… I just went online at pinuntahan ko
ang yahoogroup, naisip ko baka may kailangan akong iapprove or ideny na mga
memberships… kaso wala din so, naisip kong balikan ang mga lumang emails na
taon na ang binilang eh nandon at mababasa mo pa din. High tech na ang site natin may “search
feature” na, kaya nagsearch ako syempre, nabasa ko ang mga jokes, mga
panawagan, mga pagtatalo, mungkahi at lahat ng mga lumang emails ay nakatuwaan
kong basahin… then may naisip akong
i-search ang “news” gusto kong mabasa ang mga walang kwentang balitaan natin sa
A1, hindi ako matigil sa katatawa. Ay, naku grabe talaga!

Then something catched my eye upon browsing on the
good news and bad news emails na nandon… there is this certain email, nakakataba
ng puso ang mga nakalagay don, nakakakilig actually… then I just sigh… wag
ninyo ng itanong kung ano kasunod ng sigh na yon hehehe…

But, I would like to share it with you one last time…
J
para mapangatawanan ang pagiging feeling down ko, at pagbigyan ninyo na ako
dahil nagsisikip ang dibdib ko … here it is…

Ejiev: ay! daming nakatingin!
nakakahiya!!!heheheheh! thanks for all that you’ve shown me…the kindness, thoughtfulness,
the hospitality and higit sa lahat…..sa love! (uuuy! inggit sila o!) There
are things that stay with our memory for just a short while pero matatagalan
siguro bago ko makalimutan ang lahat ng pinagsamahan natin. (naks! Heavy drama
ah!) Admit na ninyong lahat na once na may nameet kayong interesting person sa
net whether for love or friendship…….aabangan at aabangan ninyo ang
paglog-in ng taong yun just to be happy…and for me that person is Ejiev. No
amount of words will be enough to thank her for all the joy she’s given me. Although,
I’ve spent most of my life in the states, where we work our ass off day in and
day out….it’s really nice to have someone like Ejiev to always make me feel
right at home. I’ll miss you sweetie!

Those were
the days hehehe… Pero feeling ko tamang mabasa ko ulit ito ngayon J

To be
honest, I missed those days, (aminin ko na bang “I miss the guy?” hahaha)  minsan I try to go back to the same place but
circumstances won’t let me… hindi ako maka contact sa phone or hindi ko siya
makita online… so it must have been a sign na hindi na dapat balikan pa ang
nakaraan diba? Pero may hatid paring
lungkot ang mga alaala (naks drama!) may
hatid pa ring hapdi pag naririnig mo ang pangalan niya (wow! Sobra na ito!)…it
seem so unfair, he’s just an email or a phone call away pero hindi mo magawa…or
gusto ng puso mong gawin pero tumututol ang isip mo. Kaya kayo na lang ang pagsasabihan ko ha…
mailabas ko man lang ang bigat na dinadala ko. (parang pamilyar ito ha hehehe) So, kung sakaling ngayon niya ito ibinigay sa akin, ito naman ang sagot
ko…

Thank
you for the happy moments, long time calls, the laughter and tears that you
brought into my life. I have learned a
lot from those circumstances and I learned a lot from you… no matter how I
tried, I can’t find anyone who can give me the same pleasure, happiness and joy
that you have given me. No matter how, I
think of the not so good things that you’ve done to me, the misunderstandings
that we’ve had…never in my heart that I have found myself hating you or even
just getting mad at you… dahil lahat yon ay kayang burahin ng mga magagandang
bagay na ginawa mo para sa akin. The
friendship I kept in my heart will always be there… we might not have the
chance to see each other online, to talk to each other on the phone or to see
each other in person… I know I will remain your special friend… ‘cause that is
what I promised you before. So, on my
own, I will care for you… on my own, I will love you. So, take care… take care for

me.

:J

O ayan,
tama na drama at talagang pangcomedy lang ako!

Hope you
enjoyed sharing my kabaliwan, ang gusting magcomment ok lang kung ayaw naman
bahala kayo sa buhay ninyo hahahaha… Take care everyone!

Hi Friends,

This is an old story I wrote,  I happen to found a copy of it on the unending pile of papers I have… this has inspired me, so thought of sharing it again to all my new friendster pal, I hope you’ll be inspired too.

Chiao,

Jie

Aling Criselda… a woman full of hope and courage.

By: ejiev_2000

Few years back when I was still working in Quezon City… hindi pa uso ang MRT non… so everyday to work… I take the aircon bus all the way from Bicutan to Quezon City.  One traffic jammed morning… nagmamadali pa ako dahil male-late na ako hehehe… at the bus stop I noticed a fat lady standing.  My attention was caught by the crutch under her right arm… a bus stopped in front of me and  I went up… I sat on the first row, the usual thing I do… the lady followed me and stood up beside the driver… then she started to talk loudly… greeting everyone good morning and then she said…  “I want to share with you the gospel of today”.  You will say this is a common sight and you would think that she is a member of a religious group or something.  But she is not. What I notice is that she is a smooth talker… she relates the gospel to her life and other peoples daily life… such us in the office, in the house, in school, in the market and everywhere… before you knew it engrossed ka na sa pakikinig sa kanya… and you start reflecting on your daily routine and try to think how you’ve been everyday.  After her preaching… she will say… “if you have few coins to spare me, I will forever thank you for it, because it can help me live a normal life”… only then  that I noticed she has only one leg and the crutch under her right arm says it all.  The man sitting beside me offered her his seat  and she smiled and gladly took the seat beside me.  Too much curiosity and pity brought me to talk to her.   She was really nice, she was jolly and funny… but as I look into her eyes I can see that there’s sadness and tears almost ready to flow as she told me what happened to her.  Victimized by hit and run.  She has 4 kids… who’s been out of school  trying to work hard… 2 boys as a construction worker and 2 girls one as a sales lady and the other selling banana cue and everything she can in front of their house in the squatter area beside the train rails in Bicutan.  Before the accident she was working and earning for the family… her husband died 7 years ago.  Her kids wanted to earn money to make her walk normally. She don’t want to sit inside the house doing nothing while her kids do the work… that’s why she was doing that.   I remember her telling me “kapal ng mukha ko no?  Nanghihingi, sabagay barya-barya lang naman yung sobra lang para sa iba at yung bukal sa loob lang na ibibigay.”   Then napansin ko na lang I have to go down na pala. Before I go down I reached down  on my purse got all the coins that I can find then put it to her small box and I said “Good Luck!” and I left her with a smile… she said “salamat at pagpalain ka ng Diyos!”

Almost everyday for a long time … I see her on that bus stop… trying to wiggle her way to ride the aircon bus, preaching and asking for help… although bihira ko syang makasakay but everytime I do… we say hi and talk for a while.  Then one day hindi ko na lang siya nakita… everyday I am wishing na sana makita ko siya ulit.  I wanted to know how she has been but days passed by hindi ko talaga siya nakita for more than a year, she wasn’t there on the usual site at the bus stop.  Then as time passed by and I forgot all about her.

Then two weeks ago… I was seating in the front  row of an aircon bus busy texting some friends I heard someone said “I would like to share with you the gospel of the day”… when I heard that line… I looked up and saw the same lady again… but this time the crutch is nowhere in site.  She did her stuff… read the bible… preached the same soothing way that will touch everyone’s heart.  And her parting message says… “Salamat sa inyong lahat na nagbigay ng tulong sa akin… sa lahat ng taong bukal sa kalooban na nagbigay ng barya… dahil sa inyo nandito ako ngayon, normal na nakakalakad, nakakapagtrabaho.  Habang buhay kong tatanawing utang na loob ito at habang ako’y nabubuhay araw-araw tayong magkikita sa ganitong pagkakataon… sapagkat sa  ganitong paraan man lang ay mapasalamatan ko kayong lahat.  Salamat at pagpalain ng diyos ang ginintuan ninyong puso.” I couldn’t help but cry… she noticed me… she smiled and said “Naaalala kita… salamat ha.” She walked towards me extend a hand and as I held out my hand a tear fell on my cheek… then I asked “ano nga po pala ang pangalan ninyo?”… then we both laughed… imagine all those years ngayon ko lang tinanong ang name nya.

Until now, you can see her there every morning at the bus stop… doing as what she calls… “Pagbabayad utang”… she’s been doing it for almost 4 months now.

Everytime I remember her and her story… I get teary eyed. The courage that I see in her makes me realized that there is nothing impossible in this world… if you just have the guts and the will to do something to achieve it.

Darius… a simple guy, quiet most of the time; “a man of few words” as they say.  But whenever he speaks you can see a sincere, loving and smart person.  He’s a kind of person who would fight for you mo matter what it cost; He would spend all his treasures just to make sure that you’re ok.  I am blessed knowing this man… I am blessed being loved by this man.

Today, as we celebrate  ten years of spending life together… it make me reminisce… our life has been happy some of the time and hard the other times.  But no matter how hard or easy it has been… the most important thing is that we were together, we enjoyed and shared every second of it and that makes it more valuable and memorable than anything that I have ever had.

I’ve been thinking of a special gift and celebration that can make it more special but I realized nothing can compare to the friendship, respect, understanding and love that you have given me.  And knowing you… “the simplest is the best!”

So, here’s just a song… a song that can say everything that I feel.

Happy Anniversary, ‘heart!  No words can ever say how blessed I have been since the day I met you.

Love you!

With loving thoughts and kisses,

Espie

WHAT I DO BEST

(By; Sheryn Regis)

I, I know that you’ve lost your way
You need to find that somewhere you belong
You, you’ve been running from yesterday
You will stumble and you’ll find sometimes to love come shining through
And I will be waiting there for you

CHORUS
‘Cause what I do best is love you like a woman loves her man
I can love you more than any other woman can
So just that I will pull you through and let me do the rest
‘Cause loving you is what I do best

Hah oh

Time, there’ll be enough time to spare
And if you let me, I can turn your world around
Time, enough, there’s more than enough to share
We can climb the highest mountain, forever can begin, yeah
So open your heart and let me in

[Repeat CHORUS]

BRIDGE
The tears you’ve cried before had disappeared
But if they come again one night
And if the darkness hides the light
And if you have to stay and fight
You know that I’ll be there

CHORUS
(What I do best) What I do best
(Love you like a woman loves her man) Love you like a woman loves her man
(I can love you more than any other woman can) I can love you more than anyone
So take this heart so strong and true and let me do the rest
‘Cause loving you, loving you
‘Cause loving you is what I do best