Dazzled

... The Forge ...
... the title of the first chapter of The Forge, a little book I was reading this morning while waiting for my sweet black tea to cool off and while munching the imported Bacolod pastries bought by my sister at a nearby grocery store. It's funny when I think of how I used to take these pastries for granted when I was back home!
Ah, I miss home... and my family.

I chatted with 3 friends who were former classmates in college.
One sent me .jpeg pictures of her group of close friends. They all looked smart, pretty and happy together... so young yet already successful in their career.
Another told me about her life, job and lovelife. She's working in Makati and she's still happy for the past several years with her boyfriend since college.
And my last chat, with one of my close friends in college, reminded me of Kasanag, an Opus Dei Center.
... and what a coincidence! ...Blessed Escriva, the author of The Forge--the little book I was reading this morning--is the founder of Opus Dei!!!

I remember the happy times when we used to go to a school to teach catechism to little kids. I miss those kids. And I miss those memories. And I miss my friends. And I miss college life.
My friend told me she'll be attending a mini-recollection, gospel-reading, reflection, and discussion about the topic of the day in Kasanag... I thirst to join those activities!
Ah, it's good that my tea is cool enough to drink now... I know it won't really quench my thirst. At least I won't burn my lips and throat as I take a consoling sip.

Hmmm... and now, I miss home and my family even more.