delicious ambiguity♥

...life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment, and making the best of it, without knowing what's going to happen next. delicious ambiguity.

                                               -Gilda Radner

          i live by my planner. i started using one back when i was in senior high and i never stopped using since. as new year comes and goes, i'm always enthusiastic and excited as to how my next planner would look like, and what new plans will i be writing, and eventually be pursuing for real.


          so, am i highly-organized and planned? no. do i get frustrated when some tasks and things-to-do don't materialize? not even. though i feel a slight genuine sense of fulfillment every time i see all plans carried out for the day, i find it fascinating to see some things checked and several others crossed out on each page, each day.


          even if i have things scheduled accordingly, i make sure i leave an ample room for flexibility: a sudden turn, a change of plan, a random action.


          i particularly love this past sunday experience wherein i got to taste life's sweet combination: planned and unplanned moments, expectations and surprises.


♥ date with nanay, ate and joicee
          this is the planned part: to get nanay attend kerygma feast with me and ate, along with joicee, and to give them a lunch treat after. this will always be one of my fondest memory dating these special ladies.


nanay in between her girls, after the feast.





gaizee and joicee



scrumptious meal we shared at shakey's

♥ "unasked-for" prayer
          sometimes, i'm glad ate has that charming (sometimes irritating) persistence of a child. she insisted to have our picture taken with bro. obet cabrillas, the pasig k-feast preacher. after the quick photo op, he offered, to our surprise and joy, "can i pray for you?" not only did we get a nice shot with this awesome man, we also got a sincere surprise pray-over from him.

♥ impromptu haircut
          apparently, this is the unplanned part. and i thought, sometimes, all it takes is a random idea and a willing friend to jump in and join you in that idea. the random idea: get a haircut. the willing friend: joicee. originally, we dreamt of having long curly locks. eventually, we gave up that dream for a better dream.

before



...and after.



 ...all these, and more, are what life is all about.

this is why life is worth living for...and blogging about.ü