.My Nostalgia entry for today is an old photo ,as in old and some of you might not be born yet when it was taken. at my grandmother's front yard in one of my summer vacation at the province. I was like 14 or 15 years old only here.
If you notice skinny jeans are the fashion trend that time.And yes, I have chicken legs as my husband fondly called .I grew up with a long black shinny hair and I still remember my mom always put tight scrunchies on my hair before I go to school during my elementary days. I just had it cut and styled when I was in high school for some trendy haircut.
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My nostalgia for this week is my bunso's first studio photo.It was taken when he was only 3 weeks old needed for his US passport application and Qatari ID.
The second ID picture was taken a year after, supposed to be for his Qatari Residence ID but I found out later that his residence ID is valid for 2 years so there is no need for a new identification card yet.
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This song is one of my all time favorite and has been a part of my life.After a failed marriage and a painful divorced he came into my life and dedicated this song to me. We fell in love,dreamt and planned together for our future.But 3 weeks before the wedding day and all the preparations, he came up to a decision of choosing his children over me. Guess that was goodbye. It happened 8 years ago.I already moved on after all the heart aches. I am happily married now.My life changed for the better. I thank God and should have thank him too for not choosing me because I finally found the man who is actually the Wind Beneath my Wings ,my very understanding and LOVING HUSBAND .
"Wind Beneath My Wings"
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.
It must have been cold there in my shadow,
to never have sunlight on your face.
You were content to let me shine, that's your way.
You always walked a step behind.
So I was the one with all the glory,
while you were the one with all the strength.
A beautiful face without a name for so long.
A beautiful smile to hide the pain.
Did you ever know that you're my hero,
and everything I would like to be?
I can fly higher than an eagle,
'cause you are the wind beneath my wings.
It might have appeared to go unnoticed,
but I've got it all here in my heart.
I want you to know I know the truth, of course I know it.
I would be nothing without you.
Did you ever know that you're my hero?
You're everything I wish I could be.
I could fly higher than an eagle,
'cause you are the wind beneath my wings.
Did I ever tell you you're my hero?
You're everything, everything I wish I could be.
Oh, and I, I could fly higher than an eagle,
'cause you are the wind beneath my wings,
'cause you are the wind beneath my wings.
Oh, the wind beneath my wings.
You, you, you, you are the wind beneath my wings.
Fly, fly, fly away. You let me fly so high.
Oh, you, you, you, the wind beneath my wings.
Oh, you, you, you, the wind beneath my wings.
Fly, fly, fly high against the sky,
so high I almost touch the sky.
Thank you, thank you,
thank God for you, the wind beneath my wings.
It is girls talk once again and this time we were talking about what is inside our wallet.Why do most women can't go out without a wallet ?And when I say wallet it usually means a big wallet wherein you can put even the whole house(excagg mode) in it.
I have my nostalgic wallet for 5 years now and I have no plan of getting a new one yet as long as it is usable unless somebody gave me a new Loui Vitton brand ,lol..I bought it at Landmark, Makati when hubby drove me and my sisters for a shopping spree. It is made of leather and with lots of pocket for my ID cards ,bills,coins,photos of my family ,receipt and some important papers.
I clean it once in a while but most of the time it is unorganized especially when my bunso get hold of it. He just love to mess up with my stuff even if he knows that he will get spanking .
with pictures of me and hubby with the 2 munchkins
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Eleven years ago ,I used to work in KSA and have the best friends ever.We found another family away from home.We cared and helped with each others during ups and downs .We had misunderstandings like normal people do but the friendship still remains even though we were all far from each other now.One of them recently got married and the only one who is still single is my BFF and kumare hopefully will get married soon.I really thank God for my friends blessed and happy life now. Some of them migrated to the US and Canada. They are the best friends I will cherish forever.
This is our kitchen were we hangs out after work and every weekends(me,2nd fr left)
Christmas Celebration 2000, inside the Staff Canteen.The Black cloak we were wearing is called Abaya ,a robe like dress worn by Arabic women.
Birthday Party at one our friends roof top
Christmas Party, 2001 at Al Wessam Hotel,Khamis Mushayt (me,2nd from left)
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