Yelly Writes

One month anniversary…

…of not being able to blog!

It frustrates me that I haven’t been able to devote any time at all to blogging of late.  I seem to always be apologising to everyone and no one for not being able to write anything.  But sometimes I wonder, are you listening out there…anyone?

I am sitting in my front room guiltily typing out words while I am off sick from work.  I’ve had what seems to be a throat infection for a few days now.  My throat still hurts like heck, even after a 3-day course of antibiotics.  I have had tonsillitis since moving to the UK but not quite this bad.  I’ve had to take one day off but that was mostly to make sure I rested.  I took most of Thursday and all of Friday off sick and yet I still find myself without energy.  I’m hoping to get another doctor’s appointment so that I can be checked to see if this isn’t anything more than a throat infection (I am listening to the doctors’ surgery hold music as I type!).

But to go back to my blogging issue, as with everything in my life, I think I need to just sit down and be devoted to it.  I used to be.  When I started blogging I used to be vigilant, I used to blog nearly everyday.  And not too long ago, I managed to post one entry a day!  The excuse that work is more involved does not fly because I used to blog even when I was terribly busy!  I guess the difference is that, now, I can’t blog at work.

I really need to devote myself to this.  I am going to embark in another blog revamp and I think that’s what’s the most daunting for me.  I want to make sure my blog entries are more focused and that my blog is a bit more of what I want it to look like!  I’m seriously considering getting my own domain and seriously committing myself to writing more and writing better blog entries!

What say you dear reader?  I would love to hear your thoughts!

Yelly Writes

One snapshot!

On the 12th of May I received a tweet!

Carnaby tweet

The tweet said that I had been selected to win a goody bag from Carnaby Street and Sister.  And what a goody bag it was!

Carnaby goody bag

This was the photo that won me my the fabulous goody bag!

Choccywoccydoodah

Thank you Carnaby Street!  Y’all know how to give a birthday girl a good time!

Yelly Writes

Looking for Rizal in London Town

Dr Jose Rizal is the Philippine national hero.  He was an opthalmologist by profession.  Although he wasn’t directly involved with the actual rebellion against the Spanish colonial goverment, he was a member of the Filipino propaganda movement.  He wrote Noli Me Tangere and El Filibusterismo, two novels which are credited to have inspired the rebellion against Spain.

Rizal was well-traveled and well-educated.  He studied in Madrid, in Paris, and in Heidelberg in Germany.  He was a polyglot and a polymath.  I remember my early years in school, from Grades 1 to 3, we studied Jose Rizal’s life.  We learned about his parents, Francisco and Teodora, his siblings, Paciano, and his nine sisters, Saturnina, Trinidad, Maria, Lucia, Josefa, Concepcion, Narcisa, Soledad and Olympia.  One of the stories from our little Jose Rizal books that I distinctly remember was an anecdote about how devastated Rizal felt when his little sister Concha (Concepcion) died when she was only three years old.

When I moved to England, one of my friends told me about a blue plaque that bore Jose Rizal’s name.  The Blue Plaque scheme is run by the English Heritage, honouring the notable men and women of the world who lived in London by placing a blue plaque on the houses or buildings which they lived in or worked in whilst they were in London.  I didn’t know about this.  I knew that Jose Rizal had memorials in other countries, but I didn’t know about the blue plaque in London.

It was something I had to find.  I was Filipino and proud of my country.  I get all choked up seeing the Philippine flag flying and ruffling in the wind whilst hanging outside the Philippine Embassy on Suffolk Place!  I found out that Jose Rizal lived in the very posh area of Primrose Hill!  After getting the exact address, I did the only thing a proud Filipino would do, find the actual plaque!  I dragged Alan with me as I tried to find 37 Chalcot Crescent.  Before we found Rizal’s plaque, we discovered that the house he lived in was just around the corner from Sylvia Plath’s old house!

I didn’t want to do the cheesy thing of posing right next to the blue plaque but, oh my goodness, was I so proud to see the words “Dr Jose Rizal, 1861 – 1896, writer and national hero of the Philippines, lived here.”  He apparently lived here in 1888 as a lodger.  His rent was £2!  I’m sure that wasn’t exactly cheap then!

I only wish I’d seen this with my parents when we were traipsing around Camden, after our visit to the Jewish Museum.  I’m sure they would have beamed with pride, too, that this young, talented man from the Philippines, who lodged at 37 Chalcot Crescent, was recognised by English Heritage as a person of note.

Pinoy pride!

Jose Rizal blue plaque

Yelly Writes

Struggling

I am struggling to blog these days.

While I would love nothing more than to blog about food, the books I’ve read (I’ve managed to finish reading Jojo Moyes’ Me Before You!  Hurray me!), the places Alan and I have been to eat, the musicals I’ve seen, it feels a bit self-indulgent.  My father is still very ill and I feel that any enjoyment I feel about my life here is not allowed.  He would say otherwise of course, because he has always said that I should live my life, that I should live the life I dreamed.  But I cannot help but feel selfish.

I will write properly because to write about them would be honouring my father’s wishes.  But right now I will allow myself to worry about him.  Tomorrow is Sunday and Skype day.  I will be able to chat with them and see all of them.

There are days when my grip on my faith is loosed by doubt.  Why is my Abba still ill?  Why is God letting him go through all this pain?  But then I am reminded that these are questions that I mustn’t really ask.  Because the God I believe in does not want His children to suffer.  The God I believe in will turn a bad situation into a good one.  The God I believe in is the God that heals.  The God I believe in is a God who will take His children in His arms and comfort them.  I know that I cannot understand my God’s wisdom because that is beyond my understanding.  I must trust in His plan.

In His perfect time and according to His perfect plan.

That is what I must hold on to.

Yelly Writes

Hayfever schmayfever

My head is pounding, my eyes are itchy, my nose is stuffy and my throat is scratchy.  Lovely eh?  All this after taking hayfever meds.

This is the only thing I don’t like about Spring!  I may just take myself off to bed and attempt to sleep this off.  Hopefully tomorrow will be a better day!

 

hayfever meds

Yelly Writes

Mothers Day

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Today we all celebrate our very own superwomen.  I’m lucky because I get to celebrate Mothers Day twice.  Today in the UK, as it’s Mothering Sunday and during the second Sunday in May when the Philippines (and I think most of the world) celebrates Mothers Day.

My dearest Ima. there are so many things I would like to thank you for. I thank the Lord daily for you, for all the things you do for us, for all the things you have done for us, for all the things you have given us and the things you give to us. But most of all, I thank you for raising us in a household founded on faith. Your faith has sustained us even during the most difficult of times. Your faith has buoyed us during the storms of life and we will forever be blessed by your daily testament of faith. Your faith has sustained ours and has strengthened our faith in God. That is your most precious gift to us.

Happy Mothers Day Mama!  Today, most especially, I wish I could hug you.  I love you.

Yelly Writes

Comfort seeking

These are challenging times.

If you’ve been reading my blog, you’ll know that I’ve been worrying over my father, who is still in hospital.  We encountered a setback today.  He was supposed to go home tomorrow but that’s not happening now.  I still believe that he is in the best place that he can be.  He has the best doctors and he is where he can be treated immediately.  I know that science can only do so much.  The rest I believe that God will take care of.

I am feeling a little delicate tonight.  I know that I will cry at a drop of a hat.  So I’m trying to entertain myself.  I’ve got Mary Berry on the telly cooking her perfect beef stew and I am trying to blog.  I am desperately trying not to be morose but I think I am failing miserably.

I’d like nothing better than to go to bed and pull the duvet over my head.  And maybe have a good cry.

Sorry everyone.  Pass the kleenex.

 

Yelly Writes

Sunday Devotion

Sunday is usually family Sunday Skype Day.  I chat to my folks and they chat back by video chat.  We haven’t been able to do that properly for a couple of Sundays now.  My dad is still in hospital but he is improving.  His catheter and IV has been removed.  He’s now in rehab for the stroke that he suffered to strengthen his left side.  Instead of a video chat, I phoned my mum and said a quick hello to my Abba on the phone.  There is something that I can’t put a finger on, something that worries me.  But I can’t seem to articulate it, I can’t seem to describe it.  This I lay down at my God’s feet.  This I lift up to Him to take care of.  I also lift up my worrying heart and ask Him to allay my fears and to calm my worrying heart.

Instead of spending the time chatting to my family, I have read several devotionals instead.  The verse below has hit home and has helped me deal with my situation.

“But His joy is in those who reverence Him, those who expect Him to be loving and kind” (Psalm 147:11).

It always amazes me how much God loves us.  And I mean REALLY loves us.  We have free will and He doesn’t stop us from doing our own thing.  But when things go wrong, He makes it possible for us to find our way back to Him.  He loves it when His children go out and be independent, but He loves it even more when we are completely dependent on Him.  He would rather we completely depend on Him.  And that suits me just fine.  It’s easy to say “Keep the faith” or “Just trust God” but because we are human, we have human frailties and we are, by nature, driven to be independent and our self-preservation instinct automatically kicks in and we find it difficult to depend on anyone or anything else for safety.  But going it alone brings a shedload of stress and heartache!  I am so blessed and eternally grateful that my God is there for me, that I can completely depend on Him and I can leave my cares at His feet and I can trust that He will make everything better.  The reassurance that God wouldn’t have it any other way just stills my worrying heart.

Yelly Writes

An Apple a day…

The seduction began with one small music storage device called iPod touch and after that, it was fairly easy to lead me down the garden path!

I always thought I was a PC person through and through until I started using the iPod touch and saw how easy it was.  Then I started using a first generation iPhone and then was well and truly convinced that I could not live without my iPod touch, my iPhone and my iPad.

When my Dell laptop started slowing down (admittedly, it was a 7-year old model!), I knew that I had to have a Mac.  And that’s exactly what I did.  I took myself to the Apple Store and got myself a MacBook.

This is not a sponsored post.  I just wanted to say that it started with one handheld device that condensed all the tech.  I loved how you could read your emails, tweet, Facebook, listen to music and surf the net in one little nifty device.  Sure, the need for a wifi connection was a little bit of a sticky wicket if you were on a bus to work, but these days, even your corner coffee shop offers wifi, so that’s no longer an issue.  Apart from the one stop shop quality, I loved how instinctive the gadgets were — using the iPods, iPads and iPhones were as in instinctive as using the Nokia phones in the early Noughties.

So now, I’m sitting on my couch and learning about my new toy.  It’s a whole new world!

PS  If Apple does want to give me a few freebies, I wouldn’t mind!  Ha! 🙂

The new Mac!