God answered my prayer with a milkshake

Ever since I had a misunderstanding with my beastpal’s wife, I have shut myself from them. I unfriended them and all close friends we have in common in Facebook. For more or less 3 years I remain distant and for all those years I tried to forget them.

During those times, I have become bitter whenever somebody in my friends list would post about their high school reunion. I would tell myself that “oh I don’t really have friends in high school..” (sounds immature, I know but that’s me).

But I admit that that made me sad. There are things that remind me of them. I can’t lie to myself and pretend that I don’t miss them.

For almost 3 years I had been successful to not think too much of it. Thanks to my work that keeps me busy and some friends whom I enjoy spending life away from work with.

I was okay with it not until one of my close friends in high school passed away last year. It made me think and miss them over again. Since then, I prayed for the day when I’d be able to talk to my beastpal and his wife. More than reconciliation with his wife, I’d like to know if he ever did get upset with me. I prayed that one day I’ll be surprised with a message from him.

And then one day, when I was going home I thought I saw him in the MRT station. I refused to say ‘hi’ as he didn’t even see me. Instead I messaged his wife right away and told her that I think I saw my friend. She confirmed that it was him. Then a week after that I received a message. He asked that if I want, we can go grab an ice cream some time.

I said yes to meet up a week after.
We ended having a milkshake.

I asked if he was angry at me. And then he cleared things for me. He said he was never angry. Ever. It just took him so long to reach out. He apologized for the times that he, admittedly, forgot about me. I only kept smiling and nodding. He laughed at me while scolding me to listen. Little did he know that I just couldn’t say anything because I am close to tears while hearing what he had to say.

I was close to giving up that this day would ever come. Maybe it took God so long to grant my prayer because He’s waiting for me to be ready to face him.

And when He thought I am now ready, God finally answered my prayer…

With that milkshake. πŸ€—

ο»Ώnth wheel

Patapat Viaduct, Pagudpud Ilocos Norte (2011)

..And maybe this is why I never knew how it feels like to be the 3rd or 5th or 7th and so forth wheel. Because I never felt like one. :’)

(nakakatawa kase nung tuesday lang namin narealize na 5th wheel ako.. At ngayon ko lang naisip na pumayag akong sumama nuon without thinking “teka couple couple sila”)

At some point during this trip in Ilocos we slept in one huge bed (tatlong dinugtong), and yes we made ligo together (all girls sa πŸ‘§πŸΌ, sila boys sa πŸ‘¦πŸΌ) πŸ™ŠπŸ™‰πŸ™ˆ

#flashbackfriday #JOKtober7th 
More than feeling lucky to have friends like them, I’m feeling blessed. #sentifriday

πŸ“·nenok from Xave’s album ✌🏼️
Location: Patapat Viaduct/Patapat Bridge, Pagudpud, Ilocos Norte (2011)

#RIPtoMyFlatTummy
#CoffeeCreamerMilk

Bestfriends are born, not made.

I was browsing on my godchild Colynn’s facebook timeline. It was her birthday 3 days ago. I saw that she posted a picture of art materials (2 sets of kokoru corrugated papers, glue stick, art booklet for the kokoru) that I sent her as a birthday gift. I also saw among the pictures that she uploaded a hand-written letter as a birthday card she received from I guess one of her friends now in High School.

I tried to read what was in the letter. I smiled while reading the message. Her classmate’s message is clear – she wanted Colynn to be her best friend. From that letter, I just saw my high school self in her.

When I was in elementary and until during high school, I used to ask the same with friends that I think I want to be best friends with. I also exchange letters with them, letting them know that I hope we could be best friends forever.

One day at the kitchen in the old house while my mama was washing the dishes, she said something to me out of the blue. ‘Hindi mo dapat tinatanong kung pwede kayong maging best friend. Dadating yun.’ You don’t ask your friends if they could be your best friend. It will come. Apparently she accidentally read one of my letters and then told me that.

That’s one of things I learned from Mama. That statement is what I remembered when I saw the letter my godchild received from her classmate. I’d like to tell her classmate that she doesn’t have to ask anyone to be her best friend because it will come out naturally, surprisingly, and unknowingly.

We make friends out of acquaintances, colleagues, schoolmates. But the “bestfriend-ship” we’re looking for is born through time, laughters and tears spent together.

Bestfriends are like love. You don’t look for them, they find you. πŸ™‚

NaBloPoMo November 2013