Dolly de los Reyes

Damn! Why should I even bother? Why not leave me in peace? The hell with this conscience! Leave me to rot and perturb me not anymore… never! The Conscience… The mind… The ailing heart… The cause of deep pain and humiliation, known only to you, to your friend , and to God. You could have done something. You could have answered her call. You could have excused yourself from the party. You could have given, maybe could have given, just a few minutes of your precious time. Oh! Your boyfriend could have waited. You could have left the smoky room and gave her your full attention. She could have at least clung to a thin thread of hope, which she might have seen swinging on your upper limbs. She could have at least felt a surge of peace, even just for a few seconds, and could have eradicated that morbid thought away from her clouded mind. You knew it. You sensed it. But you didn't pay attention, thought she was just exaggerating things, jealous perhaps of the happy life you have, and w...

August 31, 2013 - A day of indescribable joy : that spells a day of visit at Grace to Be Born. We arrived on the place with our usual aura of cheerfulness. This time was a treat from the birthday celebrator, a dear friend, whose noble cause is to celebrate her birthday at Grace to Be Born. I honestly thought of it as another ordinary visit (my 3rd time), but I was wrong. After visiting the angels (the cute babies in the nursery room), we eagerly gathered at the receiving area where mothers armed with beaming smiles awaited for us. What made it extra special was the little sharing that followed. We went there to share whatever blessing we had, but it turned out to be a completely different story. It was these mothers, the surviving and strong mothers, who evangelized us. Basically starting from scratch, they all have one dream – to rise with head up high and eventually succeed to provide the best possible life for their little one. It was the courage, the determination, t...