I write this letter with a heart full of gratitude and a touch of melancholy. Your unwavering support—every like, every comment, every visit to my corner of the internet—has meant the world to me. I cherish the connections we’ve built, the ideas we’ve exchanged, and the moments of understanding shared through the written word. To each and every one of you, thank you.
As I embark on the challenging yet exciting journey of pursuing my graduate degree, I must face a reality that weighs heavy on me: I can no longer uphold my ambitious commitment to blog 365 days in 2024. Academic pursuits demand my focus and energy, leaving me less time to create, engage, and reciprocate in the way that I once could.
Truth be told, the blogosphere has not always been an easy place for me. I have very few friends here, as some find it frustrating that I can’t reciprocate their efforts as much as I want to. I understand their feelings, but I also hope for understanding in return. Life sometimes places us in seasons where time and priorities must shift, and this is one such season for me.
Despite the critiques and challenges, I consider it a rare and beautiful privilege to have had this platform, to speak not only to you, my dear friends, but also to a global audience on the vast and limitless World Wide Web. This journey has been an honor and a joy, and for that, I will always be grateful.
As we step into this holiday season and welcome a new year, I wish each of you nothing but the best. May your blogging endeavors thrive, may your creativity flourish, and may your hearts be filled with the warmth of the season.
Thank you for being part of my journey. Happy blogging, my friends, and may 2025 bring you peace, joy, and endless inspiration.
Christmas, like a timeless melody, has been sung through the centuries, weaving its harmonies into the hearts of people across the globe. It is more than a celebration—it is a story of light, resilience, and unity. Born in the humble glow of a manger in Bethlehem, this holiday transcended borders and cultures, carrying with it the promise of peace and goodwill to all.
Christmas’ origin can be trace back to the early Christians who honored the birth of Jesus Christ as the beacon of their faith. Over time, the celebration absorbed local customs like threads in a rich tapestry, blending the sacred with the cultural. In medieval Europe, it thrived despite winter’s icy grip, bringing warmth through communal feasts and carols sung in flickering candlelight. Today, that spirit endures, stretching across continents, languages, and traditions, creating a kaleidoscope of customs as unique as the stars scattered across the winter sky.
Christmas in Europe
In Germany, where the Christmas tree was born, homes glow with twinkling lights and the scent of evergreen. Advent calendars mark the days leading to Christmas, each door revealing a small gift or sweet treat—a ritual echoing the anticipation of the Nativity. In England, the yuletide crackle of a Christmas pudding aflame recalls both warmth and celebration, while carolers fill the air with hymns as timeless as the season itself.
In Italy, La Befana, a kind witch, delivers gifts on Epiphany, symbolizing the Magi’s journey to the Christ child. Midnight Mass draws families to ancient churches, their spires lit against the night sky, as bells toll the miracle of Christ’s birth.
Christmas in the Americas
Across the Atlantic, the Americas paint Christmas with vibrant hues. In Mexico, Las Posadas reenacts Mary and Joseph’s search for shelter, culminating in joyous feasts and piñatas bursting with candy. In the United States, Christmas is a dazzling spectacle of lights, parades, and the sound of sleigh bells—an ever-evolving blend of traditions reflecting its melting pot of cultures.
In Canada, the frosty air hums with the laughter of ice skaters, while in Brazil, the summer sun shines over Ceia de Natal, a feast rich in tropical flavors. Christmas in the Americas is a symphony of contrasts, yet its melody is always one of togetherness and joy.
A rich and diverse Christmas in Asia and Africa
In the Philippines, the Simbang Gabi dawn masses usher in the season, with lanterns lighting the way, symbolizing the Star of Bethlehem. In Japan, Christmas takes a more commercial form, with sparkling displays and a quirky tradition of feasting on Kentucky Fried Chicken—a testament to cultural adaptation.
In Africa, Christmas often blends Christian rites with traditional rhythms. In Ghana, drumming and dancing fill the air, while in South Africa, families gather for summer picnics under blue skies, a celebration of both faith and the earth’s bounty.
The Eternal Flame of the Yuletide Season
What unites these diverse and enduring traditions is not the way they are celebrated, but the spirit they embody. Christmas endures because it resonates with something universal—the desire for light in the darkness, for connection amid isolation, for giving as an act of love, of kindness, and thoughtfulness.
Like a tree rooted deep yet adorned with unique ornaments, Christmas draws strength from its history while flourishing in its infinite forms. It reminds us that while the customs may differ, the heart of the holiday—a celebration of hope, love, and unity—remains the same.
As we marvel at how Christmas touches every corner of the world, may we cherish its enduring magic. It is a season that belongs to everyone, a testament to humanity’s capacity to create beauty, share joy, and uphold traditions that span not only from generation to generation but the entire globe.
To conclude, I have the highest regard and reverence to all religions. However, modesty and bias aside, Christmas is a timeless celebration amongst us, Catholic and Christians alike. An enduring centuries-old tradition that brings people together, unites families, tightens bonds among friends and kin, thereby creating heartwarming memories. Most importantly, Christmas is an abiding proof that if people choose—and only if they choose hope and love—peace becomes attainable: Indeed, achieving the very elusive peace is conquerable—but only if we have the will. We must not give up pursuing it.
A very merry Christmas to y’all!
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There are two types of people in the world: those who greet the sunrise with a smile and those who feel alive under the moon’s quiet glow. I’ve lived both lives, navigating their differences like two seasons of the same year. As an undergraduate, I thrived as a night owl. Now, as a full-time professional, I’m a reluctant but disciplined morning person. Each lifestyle has its own symphony—unique tempos, advantages, and challenges—leaving me to wonder: which is truly better?
Life as a Night Owl
During my university years, the night was my sanctuary. While the world outside slowed down, my mind came alive. The stillness of midnight offered clarity, a quiet hum of solitude that fueled my creativity and focus. My most productive hours began when the stars were bright and ended as the birds began their dawn chorus.
I’d write papers in the moonlight, the glow of my laptop illuminating stacks of books. Midnight snacks were my fuel, and late-night chats with friends became the foundation of unforgettable memories. But living nocturnally came with its drawbacks. Early morning classes were an ongoing battle, my body resisting the alarm’s unwelcome summons. My sleep schedule was erratic, and my energy levels fluctuated like a seesaw. I was living for the night, but the day always caught up with me.
Transitioning to a Morning Life
Everything changed when I entered the workforce. Suddenly, life demanded an early start, and I had to trade my moonlit productivity for the discipline of a 4:00 AM wake-up call. It wasn’t easy at first—those first few mornings felt like an uphill climb. But as the days turned into weeks, I discovered the quiet beauty of mornings.
There’s something serene about the world before it wakes up. The cool air, the soft hues of dawn, the promise of a new day—it’s a rhythm that offers its own rewards. I find time to work out, plan my day, and even enjoy a cup of coffee before diving into my job. The structure has brought balance to my life. Yet, the mornings come at a cost: by nightfall, my energy fizzles out, and I struggle to stay awake past 9 PM.
Morning Life vs. Night Life
The night offers freedom, creativity, and a sense of intimacy with oneself. It’s a time for dreamers, thinkers, and those who thrive in quiet. The morning, however, brings discipline, structure, and a head start on the day. It’s for the doers, the planners, and the goal-setters.
Being a night owl lets you immerse yourself in the magic of uninterrupted hours, but it often clashes with the demands of the 9-to-5 world. Mornings, on the other hand, align perfectly with the hustle of modern life but can leave you longing for the spontaneity and excitement of the night.
The Verdict
Ultimately, the best choice depends on your circumstances, endeavors, and commitments. A student chasing deadlines might find solace in the stillness of the night, while a professional balancing a packed schedule benefits from the structure of early mornings. Life is not about forcing one rhythm over the other but embracing the one that best suits the season you’re in.
But whether you’re a sunrise sprinter or a moonlit wanderer, one truth remains universal: nothing beats the comfort of your bed, calling you back after a long day—or night—of chasing your dreams.
What technology would you be better off without, why?
In the arena of accounting alone, where precision meets productivity, technology stands as both the compass and the engine. The twenty-first century has ushered in an era where mastery of technology is not just an advantage but a necessity. The digital landscape is evolving rapidly, and to remain competitive, accounting professionals must embrace the tools of the trade. The alternative is a stark reality: falling behind the younger, tech-savvy generation and finding oneself at the losing end of the professional spectrum. While there are challenges in adapting to new technologies, the advantages far outweigh the disadvantages, making it clear that the integration of technology is non-negotiable in today’s world.
In my experience at a bank, technology transformed our workflow, elevating efficiency, security, and productivity to unprecedented heights. Software like QuickBooks and Oracle Financials streamlined complex tasks, reducing what once took hours to mere minutes. Automated systems replaced manual processes, allowing for real-time data analysis and more accurate financial reporting. Cybersecurity tools fortified sensitive information, protecting clients and the institution from threats. These technologies were not mere conveniences; they were the backbone of our operations. Without them, the gears of the financial system would grind to a halt, leaving employees overwhelmed and clients dissatisfied.
On a personal level, computers and smartphones have transcended their origins as luxury items to become essential tools for daily life. In the twentieth century, these devices were novelties; today, they are necessities. They connect us to a global network, provide instant access to information, and enable seamless communication. For accountants, this connectivity translates to enhanced collaboration, remote work capabilities, and on-the-go access to critical data. Imagine a musician without an instrument or a painter without a brush—an accountant without a laptop or smartphone is similarly handicapped.
Admittedly, the integration of technology is not without its challenges. Learning new software can be daunting, particularly for seasoned professionals unaccustomed to rapid change. Initial implementation costs may be high, and the risk of cyberattacks remains a persistent threat. Moreover, reliance on technology can sometimes lead to over-dependence, where the failure of a single system disrupts entire operations. Yet, these challenges are not insurmountable; they are stepping stones to progress. Proper training, robust cybersecurity measures, and contingency plans can mitigate these risks, ensuring a smooth transition to a tech-driven future.
To ignore technology is to fall behind. The younger generation, raised in a digital world, navigates these tools with ease, leveraging them to gain a competitive edge. They are the marathon runners of the professional race, while those clinging to outdated methods risk becoming spectators. Being tech-savvy is not just about keeping up; it is about leading the charge. It is the difference between being the hunter and the hunted, the innovator and the obsolete.
In conclusion, the advantages of technology in accounting—efficiency, security, productivity, and connectivity—far outweigh the disadvantages. It is the bridge that connects professionals to the future, a ladder to climb higher and reach farther. To resist its embrace is to anchor oneself in the past, while the world sails forward. In the symphony of modern accounting, technology is the conductor, orchestrating harmony in a field that demands precision and speed. Let us not lag behind but rise to the challenge, embracing the tools that shape our profession and redefine our possibilities.
On a side note, scientifically, one of the defining characters of our ancestors, fellow Homo sapiens, was the creation, use and dependency to technology. Let me be clear: If one thinks it’s pure digital—that’s wrong! Yes, it’s the current age. But men by nature are techy or tech savvy. Therefore, no technology is dispensable.
There are two things I wear with pride every day: my Apple Watch and myself. To some, an Apple Watch is just a trendy accessory, but to me, it’s far more than that. It’s not about fashion; it’s about function. It’s not about looking good; it’s about feeling good. This small device once became the catalyst for a major transformation in my life. From 162 pounds to 124 pounds, it didn’t just track my steps—it tracked my progress, measured my determination, and celebrated my victories. It’s a health gadget that reminds me to move, to breathe, and to take charge of my well-being. Every ring I close isn’t just a goal met; it’s a promise kept—to myself.
But alongside my Apple Watch, I wear something even more important: myself. You might wonder what I mean by that. Recently, I blogged about wearing my skin, and that’s exactly what it is. To wear myself is to embrace who I am, unapologetically and confidently. It’s to walk through life with the assurance that there’s nothing better than being simply and authentically me. Just as my Apple Watch reflects my commitment to physical health, wearing myself speaks to my character and self-esteem.
One tracks my steps; the other carries my stride. One encourages me to move forward; the other ensures I do so with confidence. One measures my activity; the other reflects my identity. Together, they remind me that true well-being comes not just from taking care of my body, but also from embracing my soul.
When I wear my Apple Watch, I’m reminded of how far I’ve come physically. When I wear myself, I’m reminded of how far I’ve come emotionally. One helps me become the best version of my physical self; the other reminds me that I already am the best version of my true self.
So every day, as I strap on my Apple Watch and step into my skin, I carry with me two symbols of self-care: one for my health, and one for my heart. Both tell my story. Both reflect my journey. And both remind me that there’s no better way to live than by wearing my one and only, irreplaceable me.
Do you or your family make any special dishes for the holidays?
Every holiday season, our home comes alive with the sights, sounds, and smells of a Filipino-American feast in the making. The kitchen transforms into a vibrant hub where tradition meets innovation, laughter mingles with sizzling oil, and family ties grow stronger with every dish prepared.
At the heart of the commotion is our lumpia—both vegetable and banana varieties—always on top of the list. We guard our lumpia recipe like a treasure; it’s a family secret passed down from grandma to Mom, and now the torch has been passed—to me. The filling is a perfect balance of finely chopped vegetables and a seasoning blend that mama insists must be just right. “Too salty, and you’ll ruin it,” she warns, her expert hands deftly rolling the wrappers. Beside her, the kids carefully stuff bananas into thin sheets of turon wrappers, giggling as the sugar spills everywhere. It’s a little chaotic, but that’s part of the charm.
At our front or backyard, is the grill waiting for the steak. I do the prepping—ribeye, our favorite cut, though sirloin and prime rib sometimes make an appearance. I season the meat with my signature blend of spices and Arnel (my other half) grills it to perfection, making sure the sear is just right. “This one’s for the grown-ups,” he says with a wink, though the kids always manage to snag a piece when he’s not looking.
On another counter, pancit bihon is taking shape, a dish the younger ones claim as their absolute favorite. I carefully sautés the garlic and vegetables before tossing in the thin rice noodles, seasoning everything with a deft hand. “It’s all about the balance,” I says to my nephews and nieces, which words an echo of my mom’s own advice. The pancit is always the first to disappear, proof that some traditions never grow old.
And, of course, no Thanksgiving is complete without the star of the show: the roasted turkey. While lumpia may represent our Filipino roots, the turkey symbolizes our embrace of American traditions. Arnel takes his time basting it, ensuring it’s golden and juicy. It sits proudly at the center of our table, flanked by dishes that tell the story of our blended heritage.
But food is only part of our family’s tradition. The true essence of the holiday is in how these recipes and rituals pass from one generation to the next. As our elders teaches us the art of rolling lumpia, they shares stories of their childhood in the Philippines, of festive gatherings under coconut trees and kitchens filled with love.
Year after year, these moments become memories, and the recipes turn into heirlooms. One day, it will be our turn to teach the next generation how to roll lumpia, grill the perfect steak, and sauté pancit just right. And when that time comes, we’ll tell them what mom always tells us: “Food is love, and tradition keeps us together.”
So every holiday, as we gather around a table filled with Filipino-American flavors, we’re reminded of who we are—a family united by culture, strengthened by tradition, and nourished by the meals we share.
If you didn’t need sleep, what would you do with all the extra time?
Pursuing a graduate degree is not just an academic endeavor; it is a profound investment in oneself, a deliberate step toward growth, and an affirmation of one’s commitment to a brighter future. It’s about more than just acquiring knowledge—it’s about expanding horizons, unlocking potential, and living in pursuit of dreams that refuse to fade with time.
The decision to pursue a graduate degree often comes with hesitation. There are doubts about cost, time, and whether the effort will pay off. For many, age becomes an imagined barrier, a whispered doubt: Is it too late for me? But dreams don’t come with expiration dates. They persist, waiting patiently for our courage to bring them to life.
Age, in my case, and in the grand scheme of learning, is irrelevant. Education is a lifelong journey, and every year, every day, brings new opportunities to grow. Whether I am 25 or 55, the decision for me to chase a graduate degree is a declaration that my aspirations are valid and that my belief in my ability to achieve them. Experience, after all, is an asset, not a hindrance. There are older students than me who bring unique perspectives, wisdom, and focus to the classroom—qualities that can enrich not only their learning but also the learning of those around them.
Investing in myself, though daunting, is always worth the risks. The costs—whether financial, emotional, or time-related—are temporary, but I have faith that rewards are lasting. A graduate degree can open doors to new career opportunities, personal fulfillment, and a deeper understanding of my professional field. It’s not merely about achieving a title or earning more; it’s about becoming more. It’s about sharpening my skills, broadening my worldview, and proving to myself that I am capable of more.
The pursuit of a graduate degree is also a powerful reminder to myself and others: that dreams are meant to be chased, not shelved. It’s an act of defiance against fear and doubt, a refusal to settle for less when more is within reach. Every step forward, no matter how small, is progress. Every class, every late-night study session, is an investment in a version of myself that I am working to create.
So, it is my dream to earn either a JD or an MBA. My dreams matter to me, regardless of my age or circumstances. The cost may seem high, but what is more expensive than regret? The risks may seem intimidating, but what is more courageous than betting on myself?
On a more personal note, I went through extreme hardship. I endured unemployment for many years. But it didn’t bring me down. I didn’t let fate beat me. Instead of doing anything negative; I volunteered to many legal institutions here in Oahu. And in volunteering I found my passion for numbers and helping others. I ended up enrolling myself to an accounting program at the University of Hawai’i. Today, I carry two associate and one baccalaureate degrees. I am employed to a decent statewide company with a national affiliation. I invested in myself—and I flourished.
To end, the pursuit of a graduate degree is a leap of faith—not in the program, the institution, or the system—but in you. And since I have the passion, the drive, and the willingness to take that leap, I am sure that the reward isn’t just the degree itself. It’s the person I become along the way.
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