Money Matters

I have just been to a wealth management talk by Mr. Rex Mendoza, President & CEO of Philam Life and a financial adviser. A lot of eye-openers and hard truths, there were.

I will talk about it, yes, but I swear I cannot pass it on with such vigor and enthusiasm as the speaker's. So I beg your pardon. Anyhow, my hidden agenda is that I hope you will thirst more for information that the next time he will be speaking here in Cebu, you'll be taking the front row seats armed with paper and pen.

And I just want to share this to you. Because I want you to be in abundance as well. It is like happiness in the saying "Happiness is like perfume - you can't pass in on to others without having some for yourself". And so I want you to pass it on too, like a nasty cold. So then we could happily sniff and sneeze together.

Alright. Let's talk about life and money.

Alkansi siya. Alkansiya in short.

[1] "Suffer now and enjoy later OR enjoy now and suffer later" While we are young, capable and agressive, do the most of it. Save and invest while the budget is healthy. So when we are old, quite incapable and weak, we can go slow and live on what we have saved and invested when we were young.

I have attended a separate business talk, and one achiever excitedly commented "Why do you sleep? You'll have plenty of it when you die!" So work hard now, work double time because when our knees start to ache, no matter how much we NEED to work, we can't.

It all begins with a choice

Do you want to be healthier? Choose fruits and vegetables.

Do you want to earn more? Choose to have a side income.

Do you want to meet more people? Choose to get out of your room.

Do you want to be happy? Choose to be.

IT ALL BEGINS WITH A CHOICE.

Choose to make a difference in other people's lives.

But before the choice is acceptance. 

Accept that you are unhealthy, financially-challenged, having less friends and unhappy.

It is from acceptance that we shed off that pride to take in what reality is telling us,

kitchen tada's

We grew up with a mom whose career was her family. So everyday, we were served with fresh food, I get to cry while chopping the onions, experiment in the kitchen, and, the chore I hate most, do the dishes.

So naturally, mama's hands (and face, and feet, and everything of her) are all in the kitchen when she cooks. And though we (my elder sister and I) are Chemical Engineers, you can't look down on ma, she has a great wisdom of her own, as she too knows the explanations of kitchen occurrences and she does a lot of experimenting on her own. Okay, we are guilty. We teach her why the water boils (vapor pressure thinga majig) , why salt and oil is added when cooking the pasta (colligative properties) and why tenderizing meat with a fork in the boiling pot works (oooh, interesting?).