Just the other day I went out with my colleagues and have a simple dinner. After eating our dinner at Lachi's, a local food store, we went to Kasagingan, a coffee shop nearby. We really had a great time updating lives. We seldom see each other, though we work in the same hospital. And by the way Marie (center) is my good guru in blogging. Good thing I brought my laptop with me, and she helped me out with making blog roll stuff with my blog. Thanks ness for all your help and may we continue to conquer blogging world...hehehe.. As for my good friend Karissa (right) was very active blogging through her frinedster account. So we encouraged her to get another account just like ours. Hope you could visit her site as well. That's it, after hours of chit chat...and enjoy each other's company we bid goodbye with full of laugters and memories. Hope we could meet again someday guys. It's really nice conversing with you.

A WHOLE LATTE...

Last night, was a fun-filled night for me. I and my high school buddies, actually since elementary friends gathered or shall I say have a small reunion. We have a cup of Coffee at Tata Benitos, one of the known coffee shop in our locality and eat out their tempting Chocolate cake. Though the time was too little for us but we managed to update lives and plan on future meetings. Hopefully this coming October all of us will get together again and we'll have our trip to Camp Sabros...I'm so excited. It's just that i missed them, all of us were so busy doing our own stuff and we hardly have time to communicate with each other. Hopefully next month one of our barkada could come along with us. Actually we were four in the group but due to busy schedule she didn't make it. Gee good luck on our next escapade!

my angel

'Friends are God's way of taking care of us.'
This was written by a Metro Denver Hospice Physician

I was driving home from a meeting this evening about 5, stuck in traffic on Colorado Blvd., and the car started to choke and splutter and die - I barely managed to coast, cursing, into a gas station, glad only that I would not be blocking traffic and would have a somewhat warm spot to wait for the tow truck. It wouldn't even turn over. Before I could make the call, I saw a woman walking out of the 'quickie mart building', and it looked like she slipped on some ice and fell into a Gas pump, so I got out to see if she was okay

When I got there, it looked more like she had been overcome by sobs than that she had fallen; she was a young woman who looked really haggard with dark circles under her eyes. She dropped something as I helped her up, and I picked it up to give it to her. It was a nickel.

At that moment, everything came into focus for me: the crying woman, the ancient Suburban crammed full of stuff with 3 kids in the back (1 in a car seat), and the gas pump reading $4.95.

I asked her if she was okay and if she needed help, and she just kept saying 'I don't want my kids to see me crying,' so we stood on the other side of the pump from her car. She said she was driving to California and that things were very hard for her right now. So I asked, 'And you were praying?' That made her back away from me a little, but I assured her I was not a crazy person and said, 'He heard you, and He sent me.'

I took out my card and swiped it through the card reader on the pump so she could fill up her car completely, and while it was fueling, walked to the next door McDonald's and bought 2 big bags of food, some gift certificates for more, and a big cup of coffee. She gave the food to the kids in the
car, who attacked it like wolves, and we stood by the pump eating fries and talking a little.

She told me her name, and that she lived in Kansas City Her boyfriend left 2 months ago and she had not been able to make ends meet. She knew she wouldn't have money to pay rent Jan 1, and finally in desperation had finally called her parents, with whom she had not spoken in about 5 years. They lived in California and said she could come live with them and try to get on her feet there

So she packed up everything she owned in the car. She told the kids they were going to California for Christmas, but not that they were going to live there.

I gave her my gloves, a little hug and said a quick prayer with her for safety on the road. As I was walking over to my car, she said, 'So, are you like an angel or something?'

This definitely made me cry. I said, 'Sweetie, at this time of year angels are really busy, so sometimes God uses regular people.'

It was so incredible to be a part of someone else's miracle. And of course, you guessed it, when I got in my car it started right away and got me home with no problem. I'll put it in the shop tomorrow to check, but I suspect the mechanic won't find anything wrong.

Sometimes the angels fly close enough to you that you can hear the flutter of their wings...

Psalms 55:22 'Cast thy burden upon the Lord, and He shall sustain thee. He shall never suffer the righteous to be moved.'

"FRIENDS ARE LIKE ANGELS"

OUR FRIENDS ARE LIKE ANGELS WHO BRIGHTEN OUR DAYS
IN ALL KINDS OF WONDERFUL,MAGICAL WAYS-
THEIR THOUGHTFULNESS COMES AS GIFTS FROM ABOVE
AND WE FEEL WE'RE SURROUNDED BY WARM,CARING LOVE.
LIKE UPSIDE-DOWN RAINBOWS,THEIR SMILES BRING THE SUN
AND THEY FILL HO-HUM MOMENTS WITH LAUGHTER AND FUN.
FRIENDS ARE LIKE ANGELS WITHOUT ANY WINGS
BLESSING OUR LIVES WITH THE MOST PRECIOUS THINGS.