June 12 Challenge

Day 12 Twelve Things You Are Grateful For

June 12, 1942. Anne Frank received a diary for her birthday.

June 12, 2014. The last time I allowed the 12th to be a day of monthly mourning and depression for me. The next month, when the 12th rolled around, I chose to be grateful for the things and people I have rather than being depressed because of what I had lost.

Tell about a dozen things you are grateful to have in your life. It could be people, things, memories, etc.

Today is our 118th Independence Day, commemorating the Philippines’ declaration of independence from Spanish colonial rule. I am indeed very grateful for that.

For Him Indoors and our 30 years of togetherness. Yes, we’re celebrating our Pearl Anniversary this coming week. Actually, we’ve been celebrating it the whole year!

For HRH the son and his beautiful bride, thanks for all the love you have, spreading in our hearts.

For my mother who still rocks at 78. So grateful that you’re still with us, still as elegant and beautiful and active as ever.

For my siblings – 2 brothers and a sister and their families – I’m very grateful to be part of your lives.

For our health, glad that we’re OK, apart from diabetes and gout, we’re still healthy and can still enjoy life, our garden and flowers, our cycling, our hiking, swimming and other things we enjoy doing together.

For all my friends and relatives here and online – thanks.

For all my students, my gym-mates, my fellow bloggers – thanks

For the wedding of HRH the son and his beautiful bride – that was a day to remember – all the people who came to celebrate with us, the lovely weather, reception, band, photographer and food – they’re all perfect!

For our trips to London and Wales after the wedding – they were super!

For being back to Bavaria and having some normal routine again.

For our coming long weekend trip to Kranzbach – looking forward to it.

For: June 12 Challenge by KathleenBDuncan

My Independence – Travel Theme


“Be safe, Ate (big sister) and send us some chocolates!” and they were all standing there – my parents, my siblings, cousins and friends, waving me goodbye in the busy Manila International Airport. It was buzzing with activity; people were coming and going, full of excitement and anticipation, the voice on the public address system announcing that flight 112 is now boarding at gate 10 or calling for someone to go to the nearest courtesy phone. My heart skipped a beat and with a heavy sigh and trepidation, I looked back one last time before I proceeded to the check-in counter. I was 22, armed with a degree in Chemistry, enthusiastic to see what’s on the other side of the world, eager to find some adventure – my very own Wonderland.

That was the first sign of my independence – getting out of my country to try it in a new country, creating my own adventure and experience. I’m so grateful that I was given this opportunity.

cable car

“It’s snowing, it’s snowing!” A week after I’ve arrived in France, it started snowing. I couldn’t believe my eyes; the whole world was blanketed in white! It was so incredibly gorgeous and perfect, no footsteps in it, just lumps and bumps where plants sat in the gardens and cars entirely covered in snow. I was mesmerised. As soon as I’ve felt its powdery texture, I thought to myself, “This was the White Christmas people were dreaming about.” I couldn’t imagine that just a week ago, from sweltering morning – traffic starting to build up in Manila. The noise of cars, taxis, motorcycles, vans and jeepneys beeping and honking, children going to school and adults to work, street vendors selling taho (soya) or peanuts. Such a difference! A normal hectic day in Manila compared to a peaceful, snowy one in France.

My story of independence continues…

“I wandered everywhere, through cities and countries wide. And everywhere I went, the world was on my side.”
― Roman Payne, Rooftop Soliloquy