That’s my brother!

Before I went to bed last night, I spoke with someone close to me about all the things going on around us. We talked about God, our Savior Jesus Christ.

We arrived at the simple conclusion that God is good.

Things always seem hard at first, but at the end of it all, everything falls right into place. My brother and cousin flew into town a couple of days ago. Seeing my brother again rejuvenates me. I feel like a whole new person again as I spend time with him.

Although it hasn’t been that long since I last saw him, the time we spend together just doesn’t seem to be enough.

There are things I wish I could do, but have never really gone around to doing.

The sister of one of my friends is a special child. I haven’t met the child. But I’ve heard about her tantrums and I couldn’t even bear to imagine what I would do if I was involved in such a situation.

His sister literally hurts herself every time she has tantrums. Although my brother is blind and autistic, I still feel very blessed that I’m given something I could handle.

The other night, my cousin and I treated my brother along with some of my friends to a karaoke place.

This was our first time to take him out at night to a loud place. It took him some time to really get cozy in his seat. I was surprised to find him stomping his feet to the beat of the band’s music.

I realized my brother also deserves to experience "normal" things, excluding drinking, of course!

He can go out, walk around the mall, hang out at night once in a while and get exposed to new things. I want my brother to live a normal life as much as possible. I want him to try everything that couldn’t harm him.

His first night-out was very special to me. I felt his happiness and saw him flash a different smile as he sang to the music. He sang along with some friends and turned out to be a performer.

My brother would make an awesome singer. I was amazed at what I saw.

He brings me back to reality and makes me realize there’s a whole lot more to life than what I see.

Christmas in September

It’s September, and everyone seems to have started playing Christmas carols. I just don’t get it!

Christmas is still months away. This is my first time to really appreciate the beginning of the "ber" months.

I’ve never realized how important these months are for some, maybe because I’m too busy thinking of other things other than this occasion.

A new set of friends means new ideas and different points of views. I’ve learned a lot these past few months. I’m slowly learning to adapt to Filipino Christmas values.

Have you guys started playing Christmas carols or started purchasing Christmas decors for this year?

Well, I haven’t, and I intend to do that maybe when December comes around. We still have Halloween to get ready for. I’m very excited though.

This 21st year of my life has opened my eyes to a lot of new things and ideas. I learned to appreciate the chirping of the birds in the morning and the sunlight that wakes me up every day.

As I’ve said I appreciate all the trials and pebbles that come in the way.

Last month, my manager and I accepted a project that required me to ride a horse. I can’t remember the last time I got on a horse.

I should have started taking riding lessons a few weeks ago, but it seems we haven’t found a place for that.

I’m very hesitant about this because I’m afraid to fall off and hurt myself.

This is one of the times I need my brother to give me confidence. I’m really nervous about this. If any of you knows of a good place for riding lessons, please e-mail me at [email protected]. I would greatly appreciate it.

Have a great Sunday!