Friday, October 14, 2011

My father, always the English teacher found this and wanted it framed, months before he passed away last June


WHAT WILL MATTER

Ready or not, some day it will all come to an end.

There will be no more sunrises, no minutes, hours or days.
All the things you collected, whether treasured or forgotten
will pass to someone else.

Your wealth, fame and temporal power will shrivel to irrelevance.
It will not matter what you owned or what you were owed.
Your grudges, resentments, frustrations
and jealousies will finally disappear.
So too, your hopes, ambitions, plans and to-do lists will expire.
The wins and losses that once seemed so important will fade away.

It won't matter where you came from
or what side of the tracks you lived on at the end.
It won't matter whether you were beautiful or brilliant.
Even your gender and skin color will be irrelevant.

So what will matter?
How will the value of your days be measured?

What will matter is not what you bought
but what you built, not what you got but what you gave.

What will matter is not your success
but your significance.

What will matter is not what you learned
but what you taught.

What will matter is every act of integrity,
compassion, courage, or sacrifice
that enriched, empowered or encouraged others
to emulate your example.

What will matter is not your competence
but your character.

What will matter is not how many people you knew,
but how many will feel a lasting loss when your gone.

What will matter is not your memories
but the memories that live in those who loved you.

What will matter is how long you will be remembered,
by whom and for what.

Living a life that matters doesn't happen by accident.
It's not a matter of circumstance but of choice.

Choose to live a life that matters.

Wednesday, March 16, 2011

August 19, 2010 - Happy Birthday, Inshallah!

When Shallah turned one year old, 18 years ago from today she had her first birthday party at the residence of President Manuel L. Quezon in Gilmore. They shared the same birthday thus the added excitement.

We were scrappy poor then, looking more like a Mangyan family squatting (with permission, of course) in the beautiful mansion. No we were not squatting (though it looked like we were because we looked so out of place), we were invited to stay for a couple of months so Rolly can record his second album produced by Record Plant, an independent music outfit ran by friends Alex Cruz, Nonnie Buencamino and Ricky Avancena. We were housed in the huge compound with a beautiful garden, a pool and the great pink mansion, the whole time during the recording of Cocojam’s second album. The people were nice and the house helpers were my friends.

The Quezon family was delighted to know that Inshallah was born on the same day as their great grandfather. Ricky who was close to us as he was always our guest in Puerto Galera, took time out to buy balloons, ice cream and cake for my daughter’s first birthday. Her guests were the people in the compound including the recording engineer and some friends.

An Italian furniture artist who was making beautiful sculptured wrought iron gates in the workshop was also present with his family. They took on to Shallah as they had a young son who was her playmate. They gave her a big plastic ball that had bells and things inside. Shallah however, was more interested in the box as there was a huge hole where she can put her head in. Also present in the party were the big dogs that were gentle and playful at the same time.

Serendipity is a happy and lucky word. It means of opportunities that come by chance, of luck and four leaf clovers, of blessings that are acknowledged and are truly grateful for. Thank you Lord for Inshallah!

Friday, February 4, 2011

If I die

If I die

I want to be cremated right away

I want to spend time in different places and share my last visit to all the places that have meant so much to me

I want to share my food with the streetchildren

I want my family (Roll and Sha) to decide where to put my ashes.


If I die

I want Rolly to have a say in all the things that we shared together

I want my daughter to be brought up the same way we did

I want her to choose her own place in this world

Should she be young enough to decide, her father will help her make up her mind


If I die

I want you all to remember that life is not all about money

That life is about giving meaning to your life and to others

That despite the sadness, we need to move on

And do things that will make a mark in this world

Your work should be to help others

And not making gain for other’s sake or your own

If I die
I want to have loud music from my infinite playlist

I want people to celebrate my life and whatever I have made of it.