By Issa,  January 21st, 2012
We were late. We were going to beautiful Victoria in Vancouver Island and we overslept. There was a forecast of sun and I peeked to the window, apprehensive, because we have not seen the sun in days. It was out! And the world was beautiful! At once, I was filled with panic. It might disappear [...]
By Issa,  November 23rd, 2011
Nothing can compensate for failure in the home. This thought was going through my head while I was listening to motivational speaker Francis Kong talk. He talked about family, the importance of family and children, of mealtimes with children, of learning to communicate with love, of Dr. Chapman’s five love languages – a primary way [...]
By Issa,  November 6th, 2011
Last night, I watched Forbes Luxe 11: World’s Most Extravagant Meals. It was circa 2009, a time when decadence was still in fashion, and people would stop at nothing to get the very best, and to live an extraordinary life (of course, to show off too). Imagine, a $1,000 dollar pizza (with salmon roe, lobster, [...]
By Issa,  October 8th, 2011
Sometimes, I embarrass my husband. I like getting my discounts and am shameless asking for it, while I see him at the corner of my eye, squirming in his seat, wanting to disappear. Like the time our engine light came on during our trip to Tagaytay and luscious Canyon Woods (while we were singing – [...]
By Issa,  June 10th, 2011
You have a mission. You look at your closet and then in it – really look – and you cannot fight the overwhelming feeling that there is just too much that you have allowed yourself to accumulate. Yes, it is a testament to how much money you have had and spent, of the [...]
By Issa,  June 3rd, 2011
To blog, or write, or sneak out so that when my little boy smiles at me I will not be tempted to drop my pen and carry him. Or be in darkness, as I am now, writing when everyone else is sleeping. Sometimes it is worth it, sometimes it is not, and it all depends [...]
By Issa,  May 7th, 2011
From the window in my office, I could see a sliver of the sea. At 4pm, it glistens, a beacon for those who care to look. The sun is directly above it and plays on its surface, and the sun’s clouds appear to be yellow graduating to orange, interspersed with white wisps and [...]
By Issa,  May 4th, 2011
At the onset, let me say that I think it was love. He had her and then he lost her, when someone whispered to his ear to, well, explore the world and his options. But when he saw her showing off more skin in the tabloids, at the arm of some other man, as if [...]
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