The Bravest Man I’ve Ever Met

My Ex introduced me to this interesting little guy 2 years ago. Not really introduced as in meeting that person personally. It was just through the pictures on his phone that I get to see how he looks. I was totally drawn to all the things about him. My Ex kept on going over and over on how he’s brave, good-looking, clever, and simply amazing (just like the Smart ad). With the way my Ex speaks about him in delight, it once crossed my mind that he’s becoming a gay (the Ex). Well since I used to love challenging him at the littlest possible ways, I pretended to be  interested in this interesting little guy. Wait, let’s just call him BabyBraveyBoy(BBB) since I’m having a hard time typing too much letters. So back to the real deal…

 The more he makes kwento about BBB, the more I get drawn to him. Actually there came a time when my Ex asked me if BBB is more important than him because whenever he tells me something about him or his family, I butt in and ask for BBB. But he cannot blame me for liking BBB. It’s because of him that I get to know about this cutey.

 BBB never failed to make me feel in awe of him especially with this specific trait: he is courageous. Ex told me stories about BBB’s parents’ failing relationship. At that time, my family’s still in the we’re-happy-together mode. I didn’t know how someone can survive a family breakup when a boy-girl relationship is actually killing you when it falls apart. BBB is somehow open to these talks. That’s one simple show-off of bravery. It isn’t easy to speak about grief when you yourself is amost being murdered by it. On one scene, Ex was at BBB’s house when suddenly, the parents of BBB got into fight. Shouts, fury, and insanity-BBB seemed to be humiliated. In a way to distract my Ex, BBB said in shiver, “Tara kuya, color tayo.” And then he pulled out his coloring materials that cannot seem to paint his black-and-white life. Yes, BBB is just a kid. A brave one.

If only coward macho men can be like him.SIGH.

A Page of Latte and Love

Misty mornings are perfect for a day without responsibilities. You can just groan for being disturbed and go back to sleep with a matching sweet smile. But life now isn’t like that. We are all looking for something to perk us up; something that will keep our senses alive. Back to the misty morning scene, coffee surely is that perky thing. The warmth that it spreads all over your inner body gives you the sense of capability and strength over what’s in store for you today. This may sound good, but if you read Hugs for Coffee Lovers, a book of stories, sayings, and scriptures to encourage and inspire, you’ll find out that this is just an ample amount that what coffee can give. There are a lot more.

The first story in the compilation is entitled The Silver Coffee Service. It’s about how Angela searched for many ways just so Allie, her step-daughter, will retain that smile on her face. It’s been so long since Allie’s mother died and with her mother, her happiness also died. But recently, Allie found joy again with this particular camp being held by their school. Angela was so delighted to see her step-daughter happy. The problem is, they need $750 to pay for the camp. It’s been a tough time for them financially. They cannot afford something like that. But Angela is willing to give anything to Allie. So she sat down and sipped coffee while she thinks of anything that she can do about it. She saw her reflection on the silver cup, the only thing that she got from her grandmother after she died. This is the only thing that she can sell to afford the camp fee. It ached her to see this as an option but it’ll ache her more to see Allie unhappy. So she phoned her bestfriend and asked her to help selling her the silver coffee service. Soon, the teacups were sold. But smiles from Allies were worth paying for.

That story is about ‘the gift of yourself’. The willingness to sacrifice and give a chip of your heart to someone you care for. It is about being an exceptional genius on giving. It is about pouring yourself out to others endlessly. You go the second mile for your friends and family—making sure that everyone’s well-taken care of. Some people say we can give without loving, but we can’t love without giving. You ought to accomplish things for others and not for yourself. This is just an example of the traits or gifts that coffee helps to build up. In the book, there are six more traits on which you can draw inspiration from. There’s the gift of hospitality, relationship, warmth, enthusiasm, time, and courage. All points out to particular needs that others crave for: love, relief, comfort, and joy. All can be done with anyone. All can be enjoyed with a cup of scrumptious coffee.

If You Crave for Mystery, Read.

So how are you today?

I haven’t even started living 1/4 of my day but I feel like thinking of how the next hours will sink in to me. You know how positivity can truly change the way you see things and the way these things will attack you. You send off good vibes, then merry you will be.

So how am I today?

I am in high spirits. Seizing the time left to spend with my classmates for 4 years (or more). We laughed at the silliest jokes that no one else can find funny. You know, we have really been like that. It’s like we laugh just so our beloved fella won’t be embarrassed by his constant corniness. Haha. We pigged out today. The pre-summer heat is aggravating that we vent to chocolates for comfort. Oh how I want to do this over and over again with you.

Then this afternoon, right after I changed my green uniform to pambahay shirt and pulutong shorts, I was called by my dad to inform me that someone dropped by. He handed to me a box in blue and white combo. I can’t seem to have the heart to ruin the great wrap but how can I see the big thing inside? *Snap snap* OHMYGULAY! OMG!! WAHHH!!! A CANON DSLR!!!! “I can’t believe it dad! What’s this for? Who gave this to me?”, I exclaimed crazily happy. And my dad responded non-chalantly,”Your suitor gave that.” Suitor? I haven’t had suitor for quite a while now. And I can’t accept such expensive thing from a suitor. Yea, I thought my dad is fooling with me again. But with his eyes I knew that he isn’t.

So um..how should I finish this post??