Felt Message

Back when I was in college, I truly loved this stuff from Papelmeroti. Every morning, I would rotate my finger and wherever it landed, I believed it was God’s message for me or the mantra I would live by for the day. Seeing this again brings back so many memories and a comforting sense of nostalgia.
I’m just happy that when I visited the parish where I served for almost seven years, ten years ago, I still saw this hanging on the same door where I placed it. It felt like coming home, a quiet reminder of faith, service, and the simple joys that once guided my everyday life.

Baunin ang aral ng nakaraan at iwan ang bigat ng kalooban🥰

my eyes flowed with so many tears this month.

Decision-making becomes one of the scariest parts of adulting. Every choice feels heavier than before.

Misunderstood, but never with bad intentions. ✨