Lisa Malabanan
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Part 3 Who am I?
Who am I? I am… Pause. Breathe. Be here at this moment. I finally understand the power in those words. What God, Creator, Universe has been trying to relay to me. That I am both empowered and empowering. That my… Continue reading
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Part 2 Walk With Me
“Lisa, take a walk with me,” God said. It was another request — gentle, persuasive, and still somehow loving. And like the rebellious teenager I tend to be with God, I resisted. I knew what a walk meant. It meant… Continue reading
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Part 1 My Journey
I didn’t realize how far I had drifted from myself until the silence of my unwritten stories became louder than the noise of my daily life. After so much reflection, I’ve come to understand something that had eluded me for… Continue reading
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Your First Glance
When that first glance becomes seconds of thrilling excitement. When seconds become minutes of gazing into each other’s eyes. Those minutes become hours of laughing at anything. Then your lingering kiss fills me with warmth for days after. Those moments… Continue reading
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It’s the beauty in her words…
I find it strange yet familiar on how such a young lady embodies such an old soul. Her silence bewilders me as she sits in solitude. I can almost discern her thoughts but she is elusive. Then her words speak… Continue reading
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Surviving and the In-between
It’s been a while since my last post…and a very long while with my writing project. My kids seem to need me more as they grow up, especially on how to survive life in general. So they will always be my… Continue reading
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Lingering on a Memory
Another day of spring semester as I sit here gazing at students strolling around campus. The aroma of coffee and French fries are wafting through the main hallway. The sound of cards slapping a hard surface, and the occasional burst… Continue reading
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For Autism Awareness…
Dedicated to my son… Black, White, and In-between He sees himself in black and white Rarely any colors in-between He doesn’t know what they mean But he’s still trying He sees the sky in black and white No shades of… Continue reading
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Weird is Cool
My son recently mentioned that one of his favorite songs is “Cool Kids” by Echosmith. He was singing the song while I was driving him home from Karate class one evening. The lyrics struck my core. Little Ray identified with… Continue reading