Golden years + another Decade!!!

A very dark Metro Manila welcomed me last July 14. After a typhoon struck Manila the day before my arrival, there was power shortage everywhere, and a lot of international and domestic flights were canceled. Thank God, my flight only got delayed because if not the plan would be ruined.

The main reason for me going back home was to celebrate my dad's 60th birthday. This was the first time I've kinda pulled off a prank and not inform my dad that I was going home for his birthday. Precious was kind enough to be my accomplice and pick me up in the airport on July 14 so that I can surprise my dad that I'm in Manila the day after. We all suspected that my dad had a hint that we were going home and we organized a party for him, but we all kept mum about it until the very end(as far as I know). Until that very day that I was going home, I was even telling that I was going to check his Goretex jacket that weekend because there was a sale in Sogo. But what he didn't know is that even that one, there was already another surprise awaiting him. My aunt and uncle were very generous to give him the gift that he wanted. We've been checking price tags, styles, brands, shops and sizes, both in Taiwan and Manila, just to find the one he wanted.

Anyway, July 16th finally arrived and everything was great. Well, except for one big drama because of the centerpiece flowers LOL. But nevertheless, it was a job well done as far as I am concerned.

So on my dad's 60th birthday, my only wish is for him to be happy and healthy always because I would need him to live long enough and be part of my life for the longest time. I wish him another set of golden years plus a decade. I just can never imagine a world with my dad not being around. I love you Pa!

Have you seen my face or my palm the least?

Fortune tellers... do you believe in that? I guess out of desperation, at some point, I thought that it would be nice to seek the advice of fortune tellers. However, after the last one (I went to 2 by the way), now I have a different point of view. Well, the outcome of going to one falls into 2 categories: the dream on state or the traumatic state.

The dream on state: Fortune teller tells you that you'll have a wonderful life, that you'll be filthy rich, that you'll meet your prince charming soon, you'll live happily ever after and everything in your face is so nice. Nice to hear right? After that, what have you become? You end up expecting what was told. This lead to my dream on state theory.

The traumatic state: Fortune teller tells you that you'll end up an old maid or if not you'll just end up divorcing your husband, that you are a bad luck, and everything in your face should be changed. Isn't that the worst thing you could ever hear? After listening to all those, you'll end up traumatized that is for sure. A CLEAR traumatic state.

After going to two fortune tellers who happen to look at my palm, my face, tarot cards, crystal balls.... I fell on both categories. I'm such a girl just by allowing myself to go to fortune tellers. Well, for one my dad was telling me how crazy I am for going. But now, I am transformed and I am man enough to say that I will face life without people telling me that I would live a tough life. If it's a tough life that I am bound to live, then let it be. I just don't want to worry for the rest of my life how tough my life would be even if it hasn't happened yet. That is the worst thing I can do to myself.

However, I'm not saying it was all bad. It was sort of a reality check too. I realized that instead of taking everything seriously, we can use those advices to improve ourselves. We can't solely rely on what they see because I still believe that we are accountable for more than half of the life we live. But that is just me. I don't know for you....