From Our Readers: Saving Grace
Four years ago, I never expected to be with you.
I was okay with settling for what I thought I deserved. I did not care about the things people were telling me, like to stop being too crazy over a guy who just wasn't loyal to me. I guess there will always be a time in our lives when we go too crazy over somebody. But I ended the love I had for that guy and decided to take things slow. Then you came.
You were the typical heartthrob in school. You have brown eyes that can make all the ladies drown in a pool of feels, a radiant smile that can make anyone's heart stop beating, and you were so down to earth. We became close and slowly, I opened up myself to you. In the process of getting to know you, you told me that you were not ready for any commitment, that you don't really take things seriously. I was okay with that because I wasn't expecting anything.
Then came the late night drives where we went to an open field and watch the stars shine brightly above us. The way you shared you deepest thoughts to me, our isaw and ice cream sesh every day, after school, the way you looked at me and secretly smiled at me like we had our own little secret, and how you waited for me every day until I got home safe—those are the things that made me fall for you.
I wasn't really ready to tell you what I was feeling. I don't want to ruin the frienship we have. What was going between us was the only little spark that kept me warm after that devastating experience.
On the 4th of January, you invited me to accompany you to the open field because you wanted to look at the stars. During our conversation, our eyes met. It felt like my world suddenly stopped. It didn't feel magical, more like home. Looking at you felt like home. You leaned in and kiss me, and told me you loved me.
I just want you to know that you did save me. You sacrificed losing your beliefs and ideals about love just to start a new world with me. You lost yourself in the middle of trying to revive me from fall. You were my miracle, a saving grace sent by God.
In August, you brought me happiness just by existing. In your eyes my soul found the warmth it has been looking for, the kind of warmth we all want to wake up to after the long winter. In my own demenented world you were the one who kept me sane. You are stabilty, my roots, my saving grace.
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19 year old pharmacy student-businesswoman from Pampanga. I, Kimberly Chaile D. Ocampo, started planning my own business back when I was 18 years old. Despite being a student, that did not stop me to work and start up something for me to earn my own money. I was also influenced by my parents who are both hands on when it comes to the marketing world. I have decided to start my own mini restaurant/fast food restaurant recently (Feb 2020) and it was named as “Hungry Hubb”. From the word itself which is “Hungry” we thought of something that would give people the biggest hint that we sell food.
Because of the sudden quarantine, every store was forced to close for our own safety that is why there was a sudden decrease on our sales. But Hungry Hubb managed to survive by focusing on online selling and social media promotion. Our best seller would be Shawarma salad which is mediterranean style. We add authentic Garlic sauce to our shawarma (Which is available in Wrap, Salad, & Rice). Every product that we sell are very affordable and delicious. Our starting price is only 50php. (Shawarma Wrap). For Shawarma Salad (70php). We also have Milktea (60php) and Rice meals such as Lechon Kawali, Chicken barbecue, and Pork Barbecue for only 120 pesos.
And of course, I wouldn’t make it up this far without the help of my family and friends who have supported be from the very start. This is an open letter and inspirational especially to students that want to earn their own money. Nothing is impossible. You just have to be determined enough to turn your plans into reality.
Hello everyone! I would like to introduce my little passion project I started exactly a month ago — VITAP0PS is my small indie art shop giving you a clean, minimal and vintage ~vibe~ stuff. It will really mean a lot to me if we can connect through my art. Bonus if you're into Hiligaynon slangs. I'll see you there! site: msha.ke/shovitap0ps instagram/pinterest: shopvitap0ps artist: vitap0ps
Hello, I'm Isabel and I'm a foodie from the South. I love trying out new dishes and pastries in the Metro while I ask myself if it's worth the hype. During this pandemic, I've decided to keep my foodie dreams alive by supporting my friends and small food businesses.
Aside from ordering from them, I've also created my own food blog via Instagram to express my thoughts and positive reviews about them to somehow help spread the word of their food and how other people should try it. At the end of the day, we are all helping one another through this difficult time by having multiple coping mechanisms - others to cook or bake while I write a review about what I eat.
Check out my food blog on Instagram @perdiviews and feel free to send me a message so I can collaborate with you soon!
It's not making sense. Maybe, it is. Everything is so blurry and vague. You can't seem to fathom what's happening. You're lost and searching- searching for the meaning behind what ifs and what could have beens. But life, we give meaning to life as if it's a beautiful paradise. Indeed it is.
But why we feel so gloomy, so empty? It seems like no light is passing through our soul. We're wounded. Hoping for healing. That's because, we're living. We celebrate life but we also fight for it. You feel all the pain, because you're living. You're not just alive, you're living. You can make it through all the storm and darkness. Wishing you well, Marj.