April 2013

Each one of us has a different view of what Easter means to them; for some, it’s the first long weekend after New Year, which automatically brings with it a much needed break from the hassle and bustle of trying to hit targets for Quarter One. For others it’s a nice opportunity for them to enjoy quality time with friends and relatives, while for others, it is a great time to achieve a goal from their bucket list e.g. doing a road trip to a place never visited ever before, or climbing Mt. Kilimanjaro, etc.

It’s hard to believe three are gone and we are onto the forth already. Doesn’t it seem to you like it’s just the other day we were ushering in the New Year? Well, believe it or not, like the corporate world would say, Quarter One of 2013 is gone and we are now seven days into Quarter Two. Even before we go further into this article, I have a probing question for you; did you achieve the short term goals you had set for yourself earlier in the year (assuming you did have some)?

It is interesting how human beings tend to not communicate with certain people until they find themselves caught up in a situation that requires them to “remember” those people arises.

I used to think I had my stuff together. Then I got married....

Marriage is great, but it literally rocked everything I knew. I quickly realized my basic goal in life, prior to getting married, was to simply remain undisturbed.

This “disruption” came suddenly and was disguised as a 5-foot-nothing Swedish-Filipino woman. When I decided I’d rather not live without her, I proceeded to ask her to marry me - that is, to officially invite someone who wasn’t me to be in my personal space for the rest of my life.

Sometimes I sit back and wonder how we used to survive without calculators, mobile phones (now upgraded to smartphones), Internet and most importantly, Google! I don’t know how we did it then but if we were taken back to those days, I wonder how many of us would still be sane.

You may have read this story before like I have, but for some reason today it really touched me. Hope it has the same effect on you.

Her name was Mrs. Thompson. As she stood in front of her 5th grade class on the very first day of school, she told the children a lie.

Like most teachers, she looked at her students and said that she loved them all the same. But that was impossible, because there in the front row, slumped in his seat, was a little boy named Teddy Stoddard.