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Wedding is a once in a lifetime event, thus, the long and careful preparation.

When I was asked by a colleague at work to take part in his wedding preparation, I was stunned. He asked if I can do his wedding invitation and I was but skeptical… not  because I don’t want to but I’m afraid of the time left at hand. I was trying to imagine what kind of wedding invitation it might be with just barely a week left before the big day. Of course I didn’t want to give him the very least no matter how simple the celebration would be -as he described it.

Bottom line is I want to help in any way I can. So, here’s how it turned out in less than a week…

 

It wasn’t my first time to have made wedding invitations like this. However, this time everything – from the design, layout to the kind of paper used and even the text style is according to my own personal preferences. Funny, but it’s as if every thing (I mean literally everything) about the invitation was entrusted to my care as if it were mine. What the couple actually did was to simply check on the names under the entourage.

By the time I had it all done, the groom-to-be went speechless for a bit. Then he couldn’t stop saying “thank you”. I almost had to shoo him out of my office so he and his bride-to-be can start giving their invitations out.

It’s always a good thing to be of help to others. Like I always tell my self… as long as I can… and as long as it’s not marshall plexi. LOL!

By the way, this simple gesture saved me from buying a wedding gift. I thought what I did was more than a gift a couple about to get married could ever ask for.

For the first time in three years, I finally experienced and able to celebrate the very festive and colorful “Kadayawan sa Dabaw” once again. Of course I try not to miss watching “Indak-Indak sa Kadalanan” (street dancing) as it was the very reason why I had to miss one Saturday class. Oopss… did I just say that? 😀

 

No, at first I was torn between attending a class and having to watch that event because both fall on the same day. It’s like deciding what to use in listening to your favorite music by yourself – headphones vs earphones. Now, it’s obvious.

So my team and I were in place an hour before the program kicks off. The sun went out and started to bite but it didn’t move us along with hundreds of other enthusiasts from our place. It’s like… you move and the whole thing will be out of sight. That is how popular the celebration was.

The presentation of all 14 entries lasted for 2 hours or so. We made it from start to finish and though I went out of storage space in my phone, still it was very fulfilling. It felt like I’m back on track… like I’m a blogger again.

It was only when we were inside the mall for a lunch when I realized how bad it get me to have stood up under the mighty sun that long with just a pair of sunglasses on. Well it was part of the game. No regret because along with me is a bunch of exciting stories to tell the moment I make it home. And such stories will surely make their way to my pages like this one.

As it was, the experience was awesome. I’ve had a great time and I don’t see myself getting tired of being a part of this annual festive celebration just yet.

Once upon a time a daughter complained to her father that her life was miserable and that she didn’t know how she was going to make it. She was tired of fighting and struggling all the time. It seemed just as one problem was solved, another one soon followed.

Her father, a chef, took her to the kitchen. He filled three pots with water and placed each on a high fire. Once the three pots began to boil, he placed potatoes in one pot, eggs in the second pot, and ground coffee beans in the third pot.

He then let them sit and boil, without saying a word to his daughter. The daughter, moaned and impatiently waited, wondering what he was doing.

After twenty minutes he turned off the burners. He took the potatoes out of the pot and placed them in a bowl. He pulled the eggs out and placed them in a bowl.

He then ladled the coffee out and placed it in a cup. Turning to her he asked. “Daughter, what do you see?”

“Potatoes, eggs, and coffee,” she hastily replied.

“Look closer,” he said, “and touch the potatoes.” She did and noted that they were soft. He then asked her to take an egg and break it. After pulling off the shell, she observed the hard-boiled egg. Finally, he asked her to sip the coffee. Its rich aroma brought a smile to her face.

“Father, what does this mean?” she asked.

He then explained that the potatoes, the eggs and coffee beans had each faced the same adversity– the boiling water.

However, each one reacted differently.

The potato went in strong, hard, and unrelenting, but in boiling water, it became soft and weak.

The egg was fragile, with the thin outer shell protecting its liquid interior until it was put in the boiling water. Then the inside of the egg became hard.

However, the ground coffee beans were unique. After they were exposed to the boiling water, they changed the water and created something new.

“Which are you,” he asked his daughter. “When adversity knocks on your door, how do you respond? Are you a potato, an egg, or a coffee bean? “

Moral:In life, things happen around us, things happen to us, but the only thing that truly matters is what happens within us.

Which one are you?

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