Christmas Season can evoke nostalgia on everyone. The season can bring fond memories of loved ones long gone and of happy times spent together. It is like a magic blanket that relives those moments all over again, reuniting families.
This Christmas despite all the rough and tumble in life that I have been through, I can still say that I am just as good as before. The grieving over my husband Ruben’s passing continues to be part of my daily routine but I have learned to cope through understanding and acceptance.
I always prepare my house in the same traditional way for Christmas, with festive lights, red table clothes, different colored candles and Christmas ornaments all over. With this, I feel secured and fulfilled, also contented and at peace with myself. This was the holiday ambiance for many years when Ruben was still around.
With my growing family, four grandchildren and soon to be five, they are the gifts that now occupy my time. I take great comfort in bonding with them, watching them grow and to be mindful not to miss any of the magical kiddy moments
Christmas Season is also a time to thank those amazing, insightful, and caring people who stuck with me through thick and thin, and those who continue to give me guidance and support to this day.
I am thankful to those who believe in what Balita is fighting for. They continually persuade me to fight till we get to the bottom of everything and to expose the people responsible.
They really helped to put everything in perspectives making me feel I am not alone in the fight. The community has become our eyes and ears so nothing can be kept away from us.
Who cares how much it costs when they start fighting back? It is a matter of fighting for our principles and it is worth every penny spent.
Money can be earned again but when the truth gets exposed it will be recorded in the community history and people and the next generation will benefit thru lessons learn. We uphold the truth and we will continue to fight for it.
I did my share of soul searching. My frequent visits to Ruben’s grave have become a consultation of whether I am doing it right.
Somehow I leave the cemetery with a clear mind, realizing that I have stopped what others called robbery in broad daylight that if I did not publish it, they could have escalated or done more.
The people with the same motives to eat and live at the expense of others. Thankfully, and I hope our community has learned and discovered that all along they have had and will not have it repeated.
Watching those who wanted to harm me together was like a picturesque view in my imagination now. Like what they say, birds of the same feathers flock together. They come in tow as if going to witness my hanging and eventual death
As our community grows bigger with more newcomers arriving year by year, we have seen that new scams keep cropping up. With vigilance from our community we can help and protect each other as always.
In all of these trials, I believe God is always in control. It is all in His hands! I believe that whatever may look negative now, in the end, it is still Him that would shed light to everything.
This Christmas, it is our hope that some miracle strikes those people to see the light, make amends, and clear up mistrust and suspicions. We should not go on with life with a cursed name and with a shameful legacy to leave our children.
Christmas is a time to celebrate with the message of peace, joy and love. We wish you peace with your fellowmen, joy in your everyday life, and love in your heart.
On a personal level, I deeply appreciate the numerous blessings I have again received, making my life challenges seem insignificant, and how lucky I have always been, and for that I am very, very thankful.**** Merry Christmas to you all!******
