Blog by Jedde

There are those whose ferocity I admire. They speak their minds without hesitation. Engage in difficult conversations with ease. Talk with confidence about their causes. I've constantly wondered about the source of such fire within them - where it came from, how it grew.  Then, I look at myself - hesitant in admitting a vulnerable fact about my own beliefs. But now here I am making a choice. To open up. To show myself. To talk about it. For what purpose? Perhaps, relief. Perhaps, understanding. Perhaps, to set myself free from the pain of bearing an immense pressure coming from everywhere around me in all directions.  Am I the only one who feels this way? I admit that the admiration I have for the ferocious ones actually hides a creeping insecurity inside me, covered with a cloak of invisibility. It is present. But it's not visible. I deeply castigate myself as though I am a prisoner inside a dungeon filled with thick cobwebs and suffocating smoke.  Why couldn't I b...

Celebrating my 5th birthday with my sister and cousins. Happy with Filipino-style spaghetti and orange juice! As little girls, my parents would often remind me and my sister to be grateful for what we have. We grew up in a simple household. Usually, our breakfast, lunch, and dinner doesn't change in variety. The food is cooked in the morning and is reheated for the next meals. Yes, there were many instances when we would complain about why it's always repeating. As young children, we wanted to try eating new dishes too. We would whine about it and sometimes throw tantrums, to which my parents would reply: "Be grateful for the food on the table." We didn't understand what that truly meant back then. We thought it was just our parents nagging us and reminding us the same message over and over again like a broken record. We would even lip sync! When we eat and rice grains fall off from the plate, even if it's just a few grains, our parents would scol...

Blog by Jedde is a cozy home of woven words. It is filled with the freshness of the author's different life experiences; a safe haven that nurtures her raw thoughts and emotions where acceptance grows and it has a fun side to it too - for some of the author's exciting travels. It is a blog created for the old souls, the thinkers, the feelers, and the ordinary human beings who love to explore the beauty of spontaneity, uncertainty, and the depths of their thoughts. This blog is created by Ms. Mary Jedde . She enjoys collecting journals and paper stationery. She likes the smell of books. Her hobby is not limited only to writing but also includes playing the guitar and on rare occasions, the piano. Her favorite fruit is mango. She is currently living in Singapore working as a Facilitator, her dream job. On her free time, she reads books, watches Avatar: The Legend of Aang, calls her family in Cebu, and spends time with her fia nc é  Alexander, eating out an...