Part of the Plan


Sharing you with what it felt like to be living without my family by my side, two weeks after the Phils to USA journey. The price I had to pay for wanting my family to be together.

I live one day at a time.


I live by God’s graces, blessings, and surprises each day.

I cry hearing God’s words in Mass… secretly

I cry singing God’s songs in Mass.. secretly

I do not have my own concrete plan.. it is all God

I can only do so much…

But God would always hear my voice, our voices
my laughter, our laughter as I, as we hide the pain inside being away from our families

and yet.. seeing the beauty of it all…

begging to make haste the time.

yearning for the places to merge, hug people we love.

And yet.. in my heart it is all part of the plan.

A vision untouched waiting to be realized.

I live one day at a time…

For that is the only thing I can do

And what seem impossible becomes possible.. for I’ve seen real angels being sent every time, each time, always.

A part of the plan.

Part of the Big Plan.

In the meantime. I laugh and smile and cry inside without even knowing why... simply no reasons. 
Just gratefulness!

And so it is.

October 8, 2007
7th Wedding Anniversary
New Orleans, Louisiana

TIMELINE
Sept. 22, 2007 - left Phils. to US
Sept. 18, 2008 - family came to join me here in the US.

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