Today, the 26th day of staying home, I woke up quite late. It felt days were being threaded indefinitely. Yet, my weariness turned into appreciating the mass at Holy Family Artesia and the homily of Fr. John Cordero: “Before our problems have been piling up together – the same God who rescued us in the midst of our problems, the same God who journeyed with Israelites, the same God who guided the Wise Men to Bethlehem is the same God riding this out with us, with confidence, with faith, with hope, who said, ‘Iam who I am. Before Abraham came to be, I am God.” I am mostly grateful for my family’s team work.
When my hubby prepared breakfast of tocino from L.A. Rose Cafe and homegrown avocado, I glanced at his face. I noticed his handsomeness, perhaps because my eyes has no blinders. I smiled.
When my good friend called me yesterday, the plate she gave me gained a special meaning. Speaking of friends, hubby suggested we help our musician/friends. So, I sent them checks to buy their cds, making it three jazz musicians now that I have helped. I also sent donations to four churches’ priests who have helped me with their spiritual wisdom. I also sent in a donation to another friend feeding families in a province. When I saw the receipt as proof that my donation was used to buy cavans of rice, I now feel like I am part of this global humanity.
I appreciated my handsome son who woke up early and who thoughtfully brought our grocery basics, and refused reimbursements. What a good, warmhearted son I take pride in giving birth to and raising at home for 18 years, until his friends nurtured him in college while we supported him until grad school. What a beautiful human being who lives for others that I love so much, my bunso.
I am grateful for my beautiful favorite daughter and her husband and child in bringing our dinner from MizLaLa. Would you believe I was missing being in the Holy Land and lo and behold, a Mediterranean dinner? Thank you truly Holy Spirit in guiding my family’s teamwork and our expressions of love for one another. My daughter’s frontline caring leadership gets a huge salute from me. Bravo to her and her husband and even my 5 yo granddaughter who is being taught how to care for family.
I lighted two candles at 7pm and felt a deeper sense of unity and connectivity. I felt one with those in prayers and those applauding the frontline healthworkers as they went home, though they maybe in Alameda or New York.
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