CHEERS BRENT

In life you meet people who absolutely just changes it. At first you can’t explain it, at times you don’t even know it happened but then you’ll realize your life isn’t the same anymore. It’s better. It has more meaning; YOU have more meaning. 

Today one of those people is celebrating his birthday and I wanted to take this opportunity to finally thank him because I don’t think he knows. I’ve never said it, not that I’ve never tried. I just don’t know how to because the influence he has made on me isn’t exactly tangible nor is it sudden. It was subtle. It compounded all throughout the years that I’ve known him.

a 4 year old picture of us

Brent Lorenz Guiriba, you are one of the most creative, sincere and courageous people I know.

You did not only make me a better debater, a better writer and a better friend but also someone who is brave enough to keep trying even when life keeps dropping the worst possible chapters. This past year has been the absolute worst of my life but your stories kept pushing me to fight harder and to continue to appreciate what I have rather than focusing on what I don’t have anymore. I know you may not be doing it on purpose but you helped me, thanks B.

Happy happy happy happy birthday B.

I wish you the absolute best in every aspect of your life especially your health. Know that even if my faith is not as strong, I pray for you everyday. Love you B.

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BTW, he too is an amazing fashion and lifestyle blogger. If you’d like to subscribe to his blog here’s the site:  http://foldedpants.blogspot.com/

the writer in me

I fell in love with writing at very young age.

You see I was a very happy kid and I’ve learned that when I wasn’t, everyone was worried so I’d write all my troubles away until they were all gone, until even the slightest trace has left me.

At 21, I feel like 1/2 of a 50 year old married couple rekindling the passion lost and rediscovering what once was. Like most writers who lost their way, I drowned in all of the works which I wrote because I have to not because I love to. My ink penned the obligations, requirements and expectations from college, work and every other hectic thing I allowed to crowd my life.

Gone was the excited, giddy little kid who would jump around after writing a piece. I was no longer that proud 5 year old who made her own paper back covers, almost got stapled trying to make her so called book look like the ones she’s read.

I miss that feeling of accomplishment and joy so I promised myself on new year that I’d write again, FOR ME. 

So here I am, writing my way to a new blog hoping my readers don’t make the same mistake I did. Don’t lose the passion for writing, not to conform, not to earn, not for anything. Trust me, it’s not worth it.

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Blogger’s Note: I’d like to thank one of my followers, who also happens to be my father, for graciously advertising my poems on his new photo blog http://photosfromajuanderer.wordpress.com/. I haven’t written one in a while and the positive comments from his writer and professor friends have been great. Thanks guys!

Second note, I’ll be reblogging the poems along with the photos to this site too.