We’re on a new home!
Starting anew, time to clean up!
Hopefully, my new hosting service will no longer have downtime issues. My blogs have been down for several days and I wasn’t able to post updates. I’d like to blog more about the great new here!
At the age of six, I was only on kindergarten wherein now at that age you could be on the primary level. By that time, schooling for me is lots of fun. Why not? You have nothing to do but read and write, sing & dance and make friends. I’m the apple of the eye of everyone in the family. It pleases me to know that I am their favorite. They loved me very much. I pleases not only my father & mother, but I’m also a star for my grandparents. My grandfather used to hugged me, kissed me and pinched my nose. He also gave me coins which I really loved. A single peso from him will cause me happiness. Surely, he is the best; but I terribly misses him. Month before my graduation, he passed away. He died on the hands of merciless people. In the eyes of the child, seeing him with blood is morbid. In the mind of the child, it will be a haunting nightmare. In the heart of the child, it is a torture. And I am that child.How could I taste the sweetness of little success if a part of it has been already taken? How could I accept that the ribbon I received is a ribbon for the dead?
His kindness and memories were all to remain…
On the next graduation I topped on the class yet the last year event has brought all the sorrow. On elementary graduation, I am the valedictorian yet the six years of forgetting the pain wasn’t enough. In high school, I graduated with flying colors yet another four years of hardships cannot erased the smear of past. Now, one more year and another graduation will come. For fourteen years, I’m almost over grief but it was replaced by worry. Losing my grandmother is one of my greatest fear. the words she has spoken to me seriously makes me afraid and worried:”My child, each day I’m getting weaker and weaker. Mere walking is already a sacrifice. Soon, I’ll be resting with your grandfather.” Will the coming graduation bring me almost the same tragedy? Is the worst yet to come? Will fate play the same game against me? Let’s hope not; I hope not and pray hard. On my graduation day I don’t want my tears to play its part for mourning. If I’ll cry, it will be for joy and thanksgiving. I want my family to be complete, because for me, success alone is another failure………
Note:
Originally posted as Graduation Tragedy at BHO blog.
You might be seeing a lot of Liz lately. Brace yourselves, there might be more blogs to come under that name. Haha. I am getting addicted to blogs and I really really love the feeling! (Redundancy/exaggeration intended.)
So what keeps me blogging? Everything. I can blog about anything under the sun. Yes, I’m witty and bubbly. And my inspiration for this new blog are the greater things to come. Well, I started with a single blog, a personal diary under free blogger platform. Then I got three, then I buy domain names, then hosting! And now I have more than 10 blogs! All are active. Sorry, can’t give you the exact numbers right now. Feel free to visit my about page to check them all out!
Aside from my own interests, my readers play a very vital role in my blogging career. You too can be successful in this field, just be resourceful. Maximize what you already have. For now, what you can do is establish back links with the help of BC bloggers!
Calling all bloggers who want to gain friends in the blogosphere and build links at the same time – BC Bloggers 3 is now open. To join just visit Mommy Diary, read the requirements, and fill out theApplication Form.
This is not another MTG-inspired blog. Though eldraliz is coined from eldrazi, I won’t be discussing and magic stuff here.
But what are eldrazis? Geesh. I hope this would be the first and last time I will be talking about these creatures and anything related to magic. I have two dedicated blogs for this TCG already: Pinkville and MTGirl.
Eldrazis are big creatures, eldraliz will be about great achievements… a journey to happiness and more stories about success.
“One day at a time–this is enough. Do not look back and grieve over the past for it is gone; and do not be troubled about the future, for it has not yet come. Live in the present, and make it so beautiful it will be worth remembering.”
