The Lone Survivor

April 20, 2014, can be considered as one of the tragic incident happened to our life. Even up to now could still imagine. Sometimes tears will dropped upon my eyes and reminiscing the lost of the two innocent kittens. Before I hate them but recently I learned to love. Seeing them playing and mingling one another can touch our hearts. Imagining even they're animals they are also like us.

We just came home from attending church services. I knew the Holy Spirit kept on whispering me that something gonna happened. A warning to hearken and do to stop negative outcome. But I just ignored and if only maybe up to now they're still here on earth playing. But I guess it's their time to leave or maybe Heavenly Father won't allow them to suffer much afflictions in this wicked world. Unluckily their ending was so painful.

We're hungry and must eat dinner when suddenly my mom heard the sound of our big dog. She listened where it was. It was too late he was able to free himself. A sound of mourned abound us. My mom went out to save the kittens. I cuddled our small dog for safety and hid myself in the bedroom but hoping it would be fine. I knew I am wrong if only I did my best to help my mom I guess it wouldn't happened. I have faith my mom can handle but I never take a move. They strive to survive but since they're still so young. Just started to learned to move and walk or even eating solid foods.

It is a premonition? During their breakfast time my mom decided to give them milk. We wanted to learn them more about the world. Notwithstanding, it's their last time too. Maybe during the attacked they both were eating. I asked myself "where is the mom?" "Where are the uncles?" Why they didn't help them? If only they can still survived. There's always maybe..... Maybe they both strived to escape or what ever. Poor little ones succumbed to death. My mom described everything but I dared not to listen more. I just mourned their lost.

I knew the plan of our Heavenly Father. It's a mortal world. Everything on here is temporary. All has an end. I am glad I have the knowledge that help strengthen me. There is a purpose and season under heaven. There is a chance we could see our love ones one again if we do our part in obeying God's commandments. Every time I could imagine maybe they're happy and playing now together with their love ones too in the spirit world. Maybe they're seeing their lone brethren playing alone.Or they're there to protect them from danger.

My mom then decided to name the lone survivor kitten "Survivor." Due to what happened he is

somewhat loner. There's agony behind her innocent look. Could also imagined how a mom mourned during the lost. The mother cat eager to gain revenge but we stopped. We need to protect her. Someone needs her care and love. 

We are all creation of God. We have feelings just like an animals. Live moves on and anyway there is chances.

Looking Where I Belong

"Kung sino man ang hindi marunong lumingon sa pinanggalingan ay di makararating sa patutunguhan by Jose P. Rizal." In the scriptures stated without our ancestors or our forefathers we're nothing.

All I thought since child my parents are full blooded Filipinos. Yes, since there's mixed marriages that's why looks varied. But I never thought it would happened. Didn't know too why I hate them? Opps, sorry but that was before. I knew we are all children of our Heavenly Father created by His own image and likeness. No racism but I guess due to human instinct we somewhat evade others.

My mama used to ask my papa when he's still alive. "Where your forebear originated? He just said Luzon area. Didn't have knowledge for he never seen his grandfather. Already dead. 

In our religion we're encourage to know, learn and dig up our ancestors for without them we're nothing. In my mama's side at least we collected some information. But to my papa so rare. Don't have enough idea where to search. Family is such an essential to us humans. It is where we are mold.

As what I used to say I am not fun of chatting or communicating others just through net or even through texting using mobile. Just a homebody and a simple living.

Do I look like an Indian girl? Someone used to say that I am not a Filipino. At first confusing. Maybe my brother and rest of my relatives.

Not knowingly my mom did wonder and she itself searching to discover the origin. I could say grateful that given the opportunity to knew computer. I knew it's a hard tasks but it's a commandment to follow. It's an obligation to fulfill.

As we keep on searching in net I was so amazed to see the result. One in common. Mostly belong to the south part of Asia. The people whom I ignored. Someone had said you'll feel sorry for it.

Recently, i felt glad someone reached out for me even

I stopped from sending them friend request because the feeling of insecurity bestowed upon me. They're rich and we're not.

I knew families is the most important unit of our society. Even difficult to connect and explore but must do. Nothing is impossible with God.