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I’m upset because my cat, Pinki lost one of her kittens this morning and I think another one will die too. Pinki gave birth to four frisky kittens with different colors. I named them Uling (dialect for charcoal because it was all black), Busag ( which means white, the only pure white kitten like the mother) who is very weak now, Grae because of its striped gray color with both eyes blind I think and Phanta because her face with two different shades of color seem to me like the Phantom at the Opera who has only one good eye now
It makes me so sad to watch and hear Pinki’s meows as she prowls around the house looking for one of her kitten. She sniffs under my bed, wants to go inside the guest room where we used to place the maternity box under the bed. I never thought I’d be a cat person because I didn’t like to have cats in the house before because of the stench of their waste and urine. But, after Misay (our first adopted cat) died, we have three stray cats (2 female and one tomcat) who we feed regularly and one indoor cat, Pinki a white cat with pink ears, pink lips and pink paws. She’s a haughty beauty and we were so disappointed with her choice of lovers and the resulting kittens.
While Pinki was nursing her kittens, she got sick with cough and colds and was sneezing badly and the tiny tots got infected too. I didn’t notice until the other day, that their eyes were stuck close. This morning, right after my mother buried Uling, I cleaned the eyes of the other kittens and was depressed that maybe they will be blind or they will die too because they are breathing badly. I regret that I didn’t check on their conditions earlier. It just makes my heart heavy for Pinki who is such a loving and devoted mother cat that she might lose all her babies one after the other. I just looked inside the box and Busag is dead too!!! Oh, how distressing! another cat to bury tomorrow. I don’t like the feeling of losing a pet. My mother told me when our first cat died that I shouldn’t get attached to animals or persons because I lose anyone or anything I would love. I took offense at her words but deep inside I was bothered, is it why I don’t have someone to love now?
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I miss reading books, even in mushy love stories there is something to learn. It was in being exposed to books, comics and magazines at an early age that i learned to love the written word. Through reading books i learned how to spell, increased my vocabulary and it kindled my imagination. There is magic when you read through the pages of a wonderfully written story. Sometimes, the plot can be so rivetting, i don't want to put the book down until i finish it. I have to buy new books, i don't know the best selling authors now. For the last five years, i bought and read books about spiritual enlightenment, motivational books. Now, I'd like to read about espionage, thrillers even romantic novels again.
I think i love reading more than i love writing. I can't wait to open a new book once again and read .... feel ..... and be part of the adventure as the story unfolds when you flip through its pages.
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“What do you want me to do for you,” Jesus asked the blind man of Jericho. “Lord, that I may see,” he said. “Receive your sight, your faith has saved you,” Jesus said.
Just as simple as that and the man ceased to be blind!
What will I ask the Lord now? That I can focus on my work, finish all my projects and be productive again. Will He say, “receive your wish, your faith has saved you?”
I’ve never lacked on faith, it is the only thing that has propped me up on my series of setbacks this year and even the previous years. I just feel so tired and unfocused with my life right now. Like a leaf being blown by the breeze, I just drift along.
Life as we all know it, can not be lived that way. What with monthly bills to pay, groceries and food to buy and all miscellaneous expenses, one really has to work to live unless you have an inexhaustible supply of money from somewhere. Well, I think I have from God’s Providence. He has provided for me through my mother and sister. God Bless them always for their generosity.
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Very hot body
shivering inside
double pajamas,
comforter wrapped tightly around,
socks on hands and feet
still the shivering wouldn't stop
so cold to the bones
i longed for warmth
to stop the chills
i went to my mother's room
and cuddled up to her embrace
when the trembling stopped
sweat, leaked like a lake
i kept changing clothes
to make me dry
it kept us awake
how i longed for the night to end
for days, the fever raged inside me
my body grow weary
from throwing up anything i took in
Eat, eat my mother and sister would say
Fight the infection, don't give in to the germs
Ate i did, in sips and swallows of food
that might have been sawdust
to my tasteless tongue
for a time there
when my body got so weak
i thought it would be easier
to just silently slip away
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