Paul McCartney

And we all have our past
Old memories that never last
And 3 am has its own secrets
Wide awake at our weakest
And I remember that day
It was in the month of May
We had a fight, honey
When I said John Lennon was better than Paul McCartney.

Beauty and Brokenness

There's beauty in brokenness .
Like cracks between the clouds where the rays of the sun shines through.
Like shattered pieces of glass reflecting a thousand prisms.
Like crashed ice mixed in your frappuccino.

There's beauty in brokenness.
Like your cracks in your head where humor builds up.
Like shattered dreams where hope sparks.
Like crashed spirit where faith is strengthened.

There's beauty in brokenness.
Like a cracked earthen vessel that shows antiquity.
Like a shattered heart getting back into one piece.
Like a crashed soul being molded again by the potter's loving hands.

There's always beauty in brokenness.
Every crack is a line of pain that transforms into an art of triumph.
Every shattered pieces becomes a part of you that you can share.
Every crash becomes a safe landing.

Old But Beautiful

What is beauty?

My epitome of beauty is the strength of the one who owns it.

I believe that old people are the most beautiful people.

I always get mesmerized at those old grandpa's and grandma's wearing that wrinkles on their faces.
For me it is a picture of a thousand beautiful sunsets. Every wrinkled skin has a story, every line has a trace of either joy or pain, every crinkle is a tale of either tears or laughter.

Those lines are the living proof of a life lived.
A life survived.
A life exist.

And those lines are the real testimonies of strength.

I believe that old people are the strongest.

They may no longer be physically fit but their strength is deep within their souls that no one can take away.

Strong minds
Strong hearts
Strong souls

Old people possess that kind of strength that the youth can only admire.

Eventually, we'll get there someday...
And I hope and I pray that when I get there...
...I do have a lot of strength to share.

My Vow

This is for my daughter Eli...

A love letter that I hope one day she'll be able to read.

Here it goes...


I won't promise you tomorrow for tomorrow is not mine to give. All I can promise you is the present... that every "today" for the rest of my life, is a moment that I will spend with you. That every "today" that you wake up you will know that I love you, and you don't have to worry when you fall asleep at night, cause when you wake up and if I'm still alive, know that I will still love you.
I love you Not tomorrow but today... and if tomorrow becomes today... then again, I love you.