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We Miss You, Mommy ❤️

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We wanted to keep Mom with us for the time being, so we’re commemorating All Souls’ Day 2023 here at home after visiting other deceased relatives at the cemetery later.

We will see each other again, Mom, in God’s perfect time. 🥰🙏
Purple & Pink Mums for Mom
Yellow Mums for Mom
Beautiful baskets of flowers at the market. Hmm, quite a bit expensive, too.
For our beloved Lolos and Lolas. ❤️

So, what to do now with this parcel of land that my parents bought at a private cemetery if we all prefer to be laid to rest here at home? 😉 My 3rd sister suggested we build a columbarium instead and have the vaults rented out to address the rising demand for death slots inside the town proper. Methinks it’s a great idea, but we might need to conduct a feasibility study first and research all the paperwork (licensing, registration, etc.) involved. As always, may God’s will be done. 🙏

The problem with unutilized properties now is that when left idle, they become other people’s garbage area. So yes, I’m really praying for that private columbarium. 🙏

“Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted.” – Matthew 5:4

F.R.E.E.D.O.M.

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Here’s an acrostic poem I wrote to start our week right. 📝 I pray that the Lord will free us from anything that hinders us from our walk with God. May we not be weighed down by the chains that bind us, but instead, be given the power, courage, and strength to set ourselves free in Jesus’ Name, Amen. 🙏

“It is for freedom that Christ has set us free. Stand firm, then, and do not let yourselves be burdened again by a yoke of slavery.” – Galatians 5:1

F.R.E.E.D.O.M.

by Christine Lailani

For the longest time, I have finally did it.

Realizing my suffering has been too long.

Echoed what I was told that what doesn’t fit

Even if you tried, will never just belong.

Done with all of the crying and pretending.

On things that are broken and beyond mending.

Making way now for yet a new beginning.

Brief Encounters, Souls Intertwined

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Because I missed writing a poem. Here’s a short one I’ve penned a month ago, and hopefully this will not be the last for this year. 🙂

Brief Encounters, Souls Intertwined

by Christine Lailani

What’s in a stare, I ask?

A mere glance.

But eyes don’t lie.

They go deep.

Searching.

Connecting.

Feeling.

‘Til they reach the soul.

So, I ask, what’s in a stare?

They tell.

Of words untold.

And let the eyes speak.

Of souls intertwined.

~ Your Masked, Not-So-Strange Stranger 😉

Teardrops On My Guitar – Not

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Variation of a G Chord

“Music heals the soul.”

Yes, I know all too well how overrated this phrase may seem, but it never ceases to remind us the part that music plays in our lives – a big part.

Just like art and writing, music can never be out of the scene. I believe art, music, writing, literature, and poetry are all entwined to create beautiful masterpieces that speak to and connect with the soul.

So, here comes my baby girl. 🙂

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Flicka

She goes by the name of Flicka. I named her after the 2006 movie entitled Flicka, which is about a beautiful horse and a girl and the special bond they were able to form through a series of challenges that they both went through. It was a very beautiful movie – both melodramatic and inspiring.

My brother gave this guitar to me as a college graduation gift back in 2006, supposed to be. But I was never able to graduate on time. So Flicka (my guitar), became my best friend instead. She has been my best friend for 7 years now.

She does carry some ‘scratches’ all throughout those years and like me, she has lots to say about those ‘scratches’ too. That is, if she can only talk or write. But one thing’s for sure, they are good stories, for the most part. 🙂
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