When the MUSIC meets the LYRICS

Looking at the calendar agitates me more and more. It's almost Christmas and I'm so not on schedule. I'm waiting for "the" document from our HMO and the whole thing is driving me crazy. I'm due for a procedure to remove a melon-size lump, if you can even call that size a lump still, in my right ovary.  And I so want this over with. I so want this done before the year ends. I so want to be on the road to recovery already. I so want to get back to work already. Then all of a sudden the message from two previous events popped in my head. A story of two sisters Martha and Mary in the Bible.  Please read Luke 10:38-42 for reference. ( At the Home of Martha and Mary 38  As Jesus and his disciples were on their way, he came to a village where a woman named Martha  opened her home to him.   39  She had a sister called Mary, who sat at the Lord’s feet  listening to what he said.   40   But Martha was distracted by all the preparation...

Diamonds are formed in an environment that is high pressure with a temperature reaching to about 2200 degrees Fahrenheit. That is no easy process – but the result is worth it.                    Coaches Rob and Celina’s Diamond Directorship opened a whole door of possibilities. Their run sealed the deal of MY diamond directorship – and that made it personally monumental. I knew them only from the pictures in the presentation slides in 2012. They were Gold Directors, and I was just starting out. For a new associate, when getting the Gold was as unreachable as the stars – their result and influence gave so much vision that it was the only thing we held on to when we started out in Cebu. I met Coach Rob for the first time in an event we had in Cebu. He was sick, but you could not tell that with how he trained us for the next two days. I got to know them more as I attended more of Coach Ro...

“Mommy” Those five letters I longed for. I had that burden and I processed it as something in the future to look forward for. Completely forgetting that I was, or to be more correct — I AM. I conceived at 21. It was late August of 2007, the Founders Week festivities were at it’s peak. My ex boyfriend wooed me back, and I said yes. A couple of months passed, no signs of my monthly period and all signs of pregnancy are up. Sensitivity to certain smells, mood swings, irritability, hot flushes, and a lower abdomen that’s growing harder as the day passed. I remember the mixed emotions. Excitement because life is growing inside of me and a huge chunk of fear — I wasn’t ready.  I was in my last semester in college, completing an internship and some few units. My boyfriend was also still in school. I’m the eldest and thinking of how my parents would feel and react when they learn I’m pregnant was enough to drive me out of my wits. All that drama on top of ...