For the Ladies: You Are Beautiful “You’re more beautiful than she is,” my dad whispered loudly to eleven-year-old me while pointing to a tall, beautiful model who stood within earshot. I turned beet red, wondering if she had heard the comparison. I was extremely...
There I was– broken again; my eyes puffy from another hard lesson of the heart. It was time to let go of someone who, in my opinion, was the best potential man I could ever have a relationship with. By then, I had met a good number of young men—crushes in high...
My Kuya, the Selfless Sibling “Kuya, can I trade with you? Two of my garlic and cheese pizza slices, for one slice of yours.” I watched as my older brother, Paolo, scratched his head and looked wistfully at his beloved slice. It was full of meat, onions, ham, and...
No matter what I do, I cannot change the fact that I was born to my parents. I inherited my moon eyes and zipper-like lips from my father, and my strange eyebrows (with one end growing upward) from my mother. I cannot change the fact that I have tendencies I picked up...
It’s important that we allow ourselves to explore this question. After all, if we have approximately 70 years of life here on earth (depending, really, on when God plans to take us home), then we should know our purpose. I remember struggling to make sense of why life...
“In the same way, I tell you, there is rejoicing in the presence of the angels of God over one sinner who repents.”—Luke 15:10 I remember reading my Bible one morning and asking God why the angels rejoiced in Heaven when one sinner repented. What was the reason...
