Concert for Tara Santelices (Sept. 24, 2008)

By now, many of you have heard of, read about, or even blogged about Tara Santelices, the girl who was shot in the head during a jeepney holdup.

I have been remiss in posting this but I hope to make up now because friends and family of Tara are putting up a concert for this brave young lady.

The latest news I gathered from the blog of my friend Cathy is that Tara is now able to open her right eye and yawn. Baby miracles give us hope that one day we may witness THE BIG ONE for Tara. All these are by God’s grace and in His time. Meanwhile, you can do your bit for Tara by supporting the concert.

Tickets are available at the door.

My Life Notebook

 

An old University notebook. Over 2 decades old. Pages yellow with age. But within those pages are compilations I did while taking my postgraduate degree in the States — topics that were important to me then:


 

One of my Singaporean school friends, Chew, first introduced me to his calligraphy pens with which he wrote Chinese calligraphy & poems. I was intrigued and fascinated with the pens which had several interchangeable nibs so you could write fine and thicker strokes.

Calligraphy pens with different nibs

On one shopping trip, I scouted for one, rejoiced when I found exactly what I was looking for, and took it home.

That was the start of a 2-year collection of sayings that I got from books, newspapers, magazines, any source. If the saying struck me, it went into this notebook.

I keep this red notebook close to me these days. In a night table drawer right beside my bed. I took it out earlier tonight and leafed through some pages. As this is a very thick university notebook, there are still many, many blank pages. I think I was meant to have these empty pages left because now, there is a strong desire growing in me to take it out of hibernation and begin writing in its pages once more — this time as a more mature woman.

Will the sayings I collect from now on be different from the ones I used to collect? Which ones will still hold true for me? The idea of putting in ONE place the sayings that struck me in my youth as well as those that have meaning for me now is fascinating!

My only regret is that I did not bring my calligraphy pens home. I would now have to go out and scout around the bookstores once again to see if I can find one to write this part of life with.

Let me share 2 pages from my life notebook with you. I actually have ANOTHER notebook in that night table of mine. But that is a collection of poems I wrote myself in different situations while abroad. But that is for another post….

This is my wish for all of us: that we LIVE life to the fullest, LOVE passionately and unconditionally, and LAUGH heartily.

An Ode to Family and Friends

Not many people outside of close family and friends knew that I quietly celebrated my birthday while the whole Philippines was celebrating Ninoy Aquino’s 25th death anniversary.

I am not one to make a big fuss about my birthday, really. In fact, I went to work and no one there was the wiser.

At this stage of my life, I treasure moments shared with people I love. My kids tease me because I take pictures of everthing when we go out — the food, the place, them (I herd them here & there for pics). When you are on your second life (as I call it), it becomes even more important to make memories for your self and for those you love. These pictures will always serve to remind me of these moments as time and age could erase many precious moments from one’s mind as one goes into the senior years.

But quiet though it was, it was nevertheless memorable for me in many ways because I had my family and close friends to celebrate it with.

Some special birthday moments:

* Waking up to a slew of text messages from family and friends greeting me and keeping me replying the whole day

* Sending bday greetings to my boys’ School Director (a Jesuit priest) with whom I share the same birth date (and….getting back his reply with prayers)

* Getting a beautiful birthday card from the kids, my Mom & siblings (and C1 even let her good friends who I have known since their elementary years sign too)

 

* Dinner out with Chona, my yogini friend, who shares the birth month with me and with whom I have had many girl friend moments

 

* Dinner with my family at Gloriamaris (with hubby making a beautiful prayer and wishes for me)

* Getting to talk to my father-inlaw (who never fails to send me a card year after year but could not this year as he is in the hospital) and hearing him greet me over the cellphone

* A surprise birthday greeting via email from someone in the US who played an important part in my second life

* Receiving a beautiful book on grace from a dear friend

 

* Receiving a surprise cake from the people over at Geiser Maclang (thanks guys!)

 

To all of you (my dearest family & friends) I share this haiku I made today:

My full heart beats strong

Every beat a memory of time together

Special corners in my soul.

🙂

Will You Help Tara Santelices?

I saw this email first on my niece’s Multiply. Then Cathy blogged about it. On both those times, I sort of glossed over the email thinking it was one of those “help someone” calls that I can read some other time. The third time, however, it showed up at a forum I was enrolled in. So curious me read the entire email (when you see something over and over again, there must be a message there somewhere for me!). The story of Tara Santelices hit me so hard that without knowing her, I promised to blog about what happened. All this happened, I hear, because she resisted the holdupper who was trying to take her laptop.

But things do happen for a purpose. There was a connection to her even stronger than just receiving 3 notices. Last night, I learned that her sister Lila is the English blockmate in school of our eldest girl, C1.

Wow! Now I really need to post this.

After you read this and you feel compelled to help in whatever way, act on your feelings. You can forward this story to your email contacts, pass on my URL post to others, or even help the family in any way as described below. Or you could pause from whatever you are doing and say a fervent prayer for Tara. Whatever it is, JUST DO IT!

As a parent myself, I pray that all parents be spared having to undergo this kind of horrible nightmare and that all our kids who travel to and from school and work be given divine protection always. God bless us all.

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Word spreads around fast and almost everyone has already heard about what happened to our dear friend, Tara Santelices (Assumption Antipolo’s Batch 2003 and Ateneo de Manila University’s Class of 2007, AB Political Science).

On the eve of her 23rd birthday, Tara was shot in the head during a hold-up while riding a jeepney along Imelda Avenue, Cainta, Rizal. Joee Mejias, who was with her at that time, rushed her to Amang Rodriguez Memorial Hospital in Marikina City. The parents of Tara and Joee arrived at the hospital shortly thereafter. When morning came, Tara’s parents finally decided to transfer her to the Medical City, Ortigas Avenue, Pasig City. Since 8:00am of August 6, Tara has been in the ICU fighting for her dear life. Her parents have decided not to push through with the operation.

Although it might seem that there is nothing else that we can do but wait for Tara to wake up from this horrific nightmare, we, the friends of Tara, have decided to raise funds for Tara’s hospital bills. This is the least we can do to ease the unbearable pain her family is going through. We have been given the go-signal from Tara’s dad, Tito Larry, and here are the details:

The temporary bank account is under Anne Marie F. Santelices, Banco de Oro, SA 2140-062201. For direct cash donations, please proceed to the ICU Waiting Room of the Medical City (Ortigas Avenue, Pasig City). Please look for Joee Mejias or Lila Santelices.

Any amount will be gratefully accepted. Anonymous donations are also welcome. Please spread the word. Forward this to your family, friends and even to everyone else you know. Please post this on Friendster, Multiply, Facebook and wherever else you can think of. Please send group messages on Yahoo Messenger. This will mean so much to us, her friends.

Please continue praying for Tara, for Joee and for both of their families. If you want to come see Tara, visiting hours at the ICU are at 9:00 am to 11:00 am and 5:00 pm to 7:00 pm.

Thank you so much for your time and kind consideration.

For inquiries, please contact Joee Mejias (09228154987) for calls and Jac Ledonio (09167243071) or Myka Francisco (09163695148) for text messages

Key to Better Relationships: Know Your Loved Ones’ Primary Love Languages

 

A few years back, I bought the book The Five Love Languages by Gary Chapman. This came on the heels of a workshop that we attended on this topic where we learned that all of us have one primary love language which is not always the same as that of our loved ones and could be a major cause of conflict or resentment.

According to Dr. Gary Chapman, unhappiness in relationships is often due to the fact that we speak different love languages. Sometimes we don’t understand our partner’s requirements, or even our own. We all have a “love tank” that needs to be filled in order for us to express love to others, but there are different means by which our tank can be filled, and there are different ways that we can express love to others. Dr. Chapman’s book divides love languages into five categories: Words of Affirmation, Quality Time, Receiving Gifts, Acts of Service, and Physical Touch.

This got me thinking of my 4 kids and found that they had different love languages.

C1’s is Quality Time. She loves time for us to talk (about anything that concerns her). Sometimes she wants to talk at the wrong time (like midnight sometimes???). Other times, I may not be ready to listen or have something to work on. But knowing this is her love language, I try to spend time talking or our next favorite bonding activity — shopping.

C2’s love language is also Quality Time though to a lesser degree than C1’s. She complains at times that I do not have time to go shopping with her (I work, you see) so I hope to be able to make up for it on some weekends. We have watched movies together already so that’s a good start. She also loves talking with me about things important to her and like C1, I try to relate to what she says.

M1’s is Receiving Gifts. For some reason, he relishes it when we come home from somewhere with something for him. When he was younger, he would always ask when I come home, “What did you get for me?” Now that he is older, his tastes get more expensive (read my lips: gadgets & tech stuff). So it gets challenging to fill this need without me emptying my pockets completely.

M2’s is Physical Touch. This is the kid I can hug and hug and who won’t squirm away from me. And he is the only one who asks (no, demands) that I give him a foot massage to get him to sleep. One day, I think I will bring him along when I have a massage and treat him to a really professional one.

I found this site on the blog of C1’s friend and was curious to find out which was my primary love language. GUESS!

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Positive Affirmations for You

This was shared with me by a blogger buddy on a day when I was totally sapped of positive energy. Thanks for sharing, Manuel!

Now it is my turn to share this video with you. May it uplift you whenever you need it. But what is probably a great addition to all the affirmations here is this: God is always a part of, and in control of, my life!

May your life always be beautiful, meaningful and full of love.