Jaimalyn

by James Francisco

The quiet calm of evening.
The stillness of this moment,
Room dimly lit.
My daughter sleeps in my arms.
Her breathing is calming,
Rhythmic and soothing
Like the waves on a shore.
For this, so simple,
Is life worth while.

If I were a painting...

I came across this song while watching "So you think you can dance" As I listened to the song, the artist in me got sucked in by the lyrics. After googling the lyrics, I was shocked to learn that this song is actually by Kenny Rogers. KENNY ROGERS?! Country?! I got sucked in by COUNTRY?! I consider myself to be open minded when it comes to music, but for the longest time, country, with its twangy guitars and that southern accent, was the one genre I would avoid at all costs. Its odd to think that the song that spoke to me most is from the genre I like least. Looks like country is worth looking into after all =) *puts on cowboy hat, nods, and rides off into the sunset*

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If I were a painting

If I were a painting
Captured on canvas
Alone in the portriat I would stand
And brush strokes bold

Yet soft as a whisper
The work of a feminine hand
Caught in a still life
Surrounded by shadows
And lost in a background of blue

If I were a painting
My price would be pain
And the artist would have to be you
I imagine the colors
Would all run together
If you ever allowed me to cry

So don't paint the tears
Just let me remember me
Without you in my LIFE
It's only the frame
That holds me together
Or else I would be falling apart

If I were a painting
I wouldn't feel
And you wouldnt be breaking my heart

Heroes: After thoughts of the first episode, Genesis

This show impressed me so much, I had to bLog about it in addition to writing a review about it! My God people, you HAVE TO watch this show. If you haven't heard about it yet, its a show about a group of ordinary people around the world who begin to discover that they aren't so ordinary after all. Slowly they discover that they are each blessed with certain abilities. Certain abilities that will enable them to somehow save the world from some cataclysmic disaster that is yet to happen.

Sounds like you're standard mutants-who-gotta-save-the-world type show right? WRONG! Its much deeper than that. And how so? Well... its a bit hard to describe in writing, and thats exactly why you MUST watch it. I've gotta say this though... I was absolutely blown away at the intricacy of the story so far. I'm loving this one. 5 stars!

Lucky

Today, I went about my mundane tasks at work feeling bored and grumpy. As usual the customers on the phones were pissing me off snarling "WHERES MY CAB?! WHERES MY CAB?!" Then they start swearing at you, and at first it doesn't affect you... but after 8 hours straight of being bitched at, it gets to you. The bitterness seeps into you and consumes you until finally your spirit breaks and you feel like absolute crap. You look around and you think to yourself how your life sucks.

Well after work, I came home to an apartment full of people. Ryze had come over to celebrate various events such as all of Team MJ's birthdays, Graces 6 year anniversary of being in canada, Vals birthday, and the birth of my daughter, Jai.

Dax sat in the the corner and strummed the guitar as Cris and Nomer were singing along. Grace was holding Jai as she talked to everyone else. Everyone was just hanging out and having a good time sharing laughs and enjoying each others company. It was nice to come home to such a positive atmosphere. I was rejuvenated.

As I looked around and saw everyone, I realized just how lucky I am to have everything I need, and want...to be in such a great family, to have an awesome wife like marlyn, and to be surrounded by so many great friends like Ryze, and the choir. I definitely feel blessed to have the life I have where virtually every day is filled with laughter and music.

As I write this I'm sitting here chuckling to myself, feeling like I won the lottery or something.. even my past has been rectified... everything is as it should be... man.... life doesn't suck after all. In fact, it kind of... well....rocks. =)

From Across the Ocean

Today the Team MJ Fam woke up early and spent the morning at the Forks. As usual, our youngest member slept through the whole thing. But nonetheless, we had a good time. For the past few months, due to Marlyns pregnancy, outings were difficult as she wasn't very mobile. It was just nice to finally get out again. Nothing particulary exciting happened, although, people kept on stopping us in our tracks with "Oh shes so adorable" and "Isn't she the cutest little thing" etc etc.

hmmm what else happened today?
I spoke to an old friend today. A few years ago, she moved to Bangkok to teach english, and I haven't heard from her in quite a long time. Miss ya Jen!! Come home soon!
ermm.. yeah thats it I guess. Till next time!

The Coming of Jaimalyn

Its about daaaaamn time!! Clearance has finally been granted and my baby girl is FINALLY coming home. As you all may know from my significant other's blog, Jaimalyn has been detained at the hospital since birth. Yup, its been a looong 26 days.. Rewind back to September 1st for a moment....

There I was standing in the delivery room, as Marlyn, of course being Marlyn, was laughing and joking just moments before our daughter would enter the world. After 18 long hours of labour, I would've thought she'd be exhausted. But if you know Marlyn, you can understand my lack of suprise. Even as she pushed, and even as she was being ripped and torn apart 'down there', here she was cackling away like it was the funniest thing she ever went through. Shocked? Don't be. Thats Marlyn for you. =)

Jaimalyn Makaio Paola Martinez Francisco entered the world at 4:08 am on September 1st 2006. My intial happiness was quickly replaced by wide-eyed fear and disbelief. After spending all day in the delivery ward, I've heard many mothers giving birth. It was always the same. First you hear the mother screaming in agony, then a sigh of relief, then a baby crying. Apparently that crying is actually a good thing. Well, when Jaimalyn came out, she was silent, limp and blue. Alas, my poor baby was born dead. The doctors quickly whisked her away to another room. Minutes passed. As i watched the clock, the hands seemed to move much slower than normal. Then finally the doctor reentered and much to my relief, told us that they were successful in rescusitating her. Apparently the reason for her predicament was that she was stuck in the birth canal too long and wasn't able to breathe. So she suffocated.

She would've died, but the doctor got her out in time. In the process though, he had to break her arm to get her to fit through. And because of that broken arm, the doctor told us that we had to leave her in the hospital until it healed. So much to our dismay, we weren't able to take her home right away. So after being battered, bruised and broken our daughter was to spend the next few weeks imprisoned in the hospital as she recovered from her ordeal. Fast forward to the present....

And at last the day has come! She couldn't have been released at a better time, as today marks my 25th birthday! I couldn't ask for a better present =) A new daughter and my own family. Life is great isn't it? =) Now.. where'd I put that Naruto doll...