MOVING ON

A detached Romney tends wounds in seclusion after failed White House bid - The Washington Post : 'via Blog this' I've been curious about how Mr. Romney has been managing his situation and those of his loved ones even since he lost the elections. A lot about the moving on process can be learned from observing and reading about Mr. Romney's efforts. I don't think he actually prepared for the possibility of losing the elections, as to do so, would just be so distracting during the candidacy period. I'm thinking that losing is always part and parcel of leading and living the kind of life we like to pursue for ourselves. Of course, it's not the end of Mr. Romney's life, just yet. We observers may just tend to give explanations on how he's been doing. And I think he's taken the right approach in managing his situation. At his age, he has better chances of managing to his advantage the effects of losing the elections. And he seems to have started v...

I just want to give credit to the wife for patiently teaching her American husband to learn to  speak Tagalog.  And she is a Visayan at that!  Very good work, indeed!  It also shows volumes about the kind of loving this couple must have for each other. I'm always surprised when I hear some Filipinos I meet here who'd apologize to me when they can't speak really good Tagalog to me.  I don't take it really as a slight (even if they don't know I do Tagalog tutorials here in NYC).   Now, it's always easier for people to relate better with their loved ones if they speak a common language.  There are practical considerations for this.  It makes everyday life lighter and easier to pursue;  so much is lost in translation which can be frustrating for someone who likes to express something in a language that he/she knows best. But I'm just sure the wife is just like most Filipinos who are tri-linguals, i.e. they speak at least 3 languages including Tagalog (on which ...

I'm writing this to share my thoughts and feelings over what happened early this morning. I finally gave up this new job in a new flower and gift shop in Chelsea, Manhattan. [Mind you, I like the job, but I've learned to hate the ones working with me, particularly in this case, the Boss / Business Owner]. My boss and I have been working on the weekly arrangement for a corporate account that happens to be a restaurant blocks away from the Flower Market District and the Empire State Building. Earlier, the parttime Designer had to leave work right away for an emergency. Then, as usual started a miserable hour with my boss who's also the other half of a couple of owners of this new shop. She was already behaving like she was really pissed off of something really unclear to me (as much as I'd like to figure out, I just prayed & hoped things will turn out well according to God's plan). She asked about what we've done so far. I told her I was just waiting for the p...