a few check on this page, curious no doubt as to who could be writing on such disparate topics that span the gamut of nothing and everything. More than who i am, what should interest you are what drive me to write: the many interesting things, people and events around me. They may or may not define me but they are why I write: the mundane, the sublime, again, anything, nothing, everything.
Catholic, a 535
45558-year old, wife and mother. do those parameters define me?
yes, in the sense that I believe in what Fr. Arrupe said: “Nothing is more practical than finding God, that is, than falling in love in a quite absolute, final way. What you are in love with, what seizes your imagination, will affect everything. It will decide what will get you out of bed in the morning, what you will do with your evenings, how you will spend your weekends, what you read, who you know, what breaks your heart, and what amazes you with joy and gratitude. Fall in love, stay in love and it will decide everything.”
oh yes, another parameter that defines me in that it limits me in the physical sense, and no more than that, is my being wheelchair-bound.*
Oh, and I have another favorite quote, this time by Victor Hugo:
Be like the bird that, passing on her flight awhile on boughs too slight, feels them give way beneath her, and yet sings, knowing that she hath wings.
I think it speaks to me or of me. My boughs are slight, I cannot walk. Sometimes the spirit in me weakens but then before long, I chide myself and “sing” because I remember I have wings ~ in God, the angels and the saints, who buoy me back up.
My name is …never mind. What is important is that my name is “Nakaukit magpakailanman
Sa ‘king palad ang ‘yong pangalan,” “‘king” referring to God.” Now that counts.
*A FB friend says it is wrong for anyone to say our ilk are “wheelchair bound”. The right term he said is to describe ourselves as “people who use wheelchairs” because a wheelchair shouldn’t bind us to begin with. What do you think?