Life is too short to be silent.

Sing. Laugh. Scream. Cry.


We live in an environment where the more you hide, the “stronger” you seem to be. (Keyword there: seem).

But we all have a story. We all have something to say.

So, say it.

If you’re happy, say it.

If you’re angry, communicate it.

If you’re in love, proclaim it.

Life is too short to keep everything hidden.

Life is too short to be silent.


P.S. I love you, too.


Dearest X,

I finally got the message. Your call finally came through. After years of misunderstandings and miscommunication, I finally understand.

You called to say “I love you”, but knew your words were too late. You called to say “I miss you” but the words got lost in transition. Like always.

But I finally got the message. I finally understand.

I understand how important it is to share thoughts. Feelings. To never let a moment pass us by.

I understand that taking life for granted only leads us to miss some of the best moments of our lives.

So… thank you. Thank you for helping me understand that bad signal is like a broken record. Just because the beauty of the music is there, nothing stops distortions from keeping us from hearing the true value of the melody.

But in reality…we can’t blame bad signal anymore. So even though your message took forever to come through, I finally get it.

I finally understand. But as always… a bit too late.



P.S. I love you, too.

Flat Tires and Second Chances.


“I hear You say: My love is over, it’s underneath, it’s inside, it’s in between. The times you doubt me, when you can’t feel, the times that you question, ‘is this for real’?….In times of confusion, in chaos and pain, I’m there in your sorrow under the weight of your shame. I’m there through your heart-ache. I’m there in the storm. My love I will keep you by my power alone. I don’t care where you’ve fallen or where you have been….I’ll never forsake you. My love never ends.” – Times, Tenth Avenue North.

A couple of days ago, I walked to my car, only to realize I had a flat tire. To make life more interesting (that’s me being positive), it was raining and it was cold. Needless to say, I left without changing it that day.

However, it reminded me of something that happened a few years ago.

I was on my way back from a long trip when all of the sudden (and at the worst possible time), I got a flat tire. Once I got home and my dad was able to inspect it, there was something he said that I’ll never forget.

“It seems that a while ago, something made a small hole and air has been leaking out slowly. On the road, you couldn’t feel it, but when you hit that last bump, the tire couldn’t take it anymore.”

As Christians, we are encouraged to keep growing in our spiritual lives. But what happens when we don’t realize that we are slipping? Is it possible to have “leaks” and not realize it? I think so. Sometimes we say, “Oh, I will just do it tomorrow!” But…do we? One day without prayer suddenly turns into weeks. One day without the study of the Word suddenly turns into months. Slowly, our daily devotion habits start disappearing and our spiritual life is loses the “air” that kept us going. Without these defenses to help us, what happens when we hit those last bumps? What happens when problems start appearing? We come agitated. We lose faith. We simply cannot take it.

That’s where I’ve been lately. Lost between Hopeless Street and Selfish Avenue.

Lucky for us, there’s a spare. A second chance. And I am thankful God doesn’t tire of giving those. He has already given us the tools to get back on the road…all we have to do is actually use them.

Something New.


“When you’re unhappy, you get to pay a lot of attention to yourself. And you get to take yourself oh so very seriously. Your truly happy people, which is to say, your people who truly like themselves, they don’t think about themselves very much. Your unhappy person resents it when you try to cheer him up, because that means he has to stop dwellin’ on himself and start payin’ attention to the universe. Unhappiness is the ultimate form of self-indulgence.” -Tom Robbins 

Lately, I’ve come to one realization that has put my life in a whole new perspective.

I. Don’t. Know. What. I. Want.

Crazy right? Not really. I feel like a lot of people don’t know. However…it used to be easier. It was easy to make decisions. It was easy to know where my life was headed and where I was going. Mostly because I believed that God would guide my every step.

Do I still believe it? Of course.

I just don’t live out my belief like I did in the past. I started making decisions based on what I wanted, not even bothering to consult the one who already has my life written out with his own fingers. My path is literally etched and ready for me to follow but… I’ve been blinded and ignorant. I realize that now.

So this is about me. About me finding myself once again…in Him. It’s about me taking the time to focus on His promises and plans for my life. It’s about me writing down my thoughts and letting my goals become something I word towards each day. I’m not the happy person I once was and it’s time to find her and never let her go. Another blog about a journey… nothing more interesting than a cliché! 🙂