Blog by Jedde

"Two roads diverged in a wood, and I -- I took the one less traveled by, and that has made all the difference."   - Robert Frost   Photo was taken in January 2018. More often than not, we find ourselves in between two roads. The road we choose often depends on how ready we are to face the unknown, how brave we are to unleash our courage in taking that step, and how prepared we are to fail. Either way, making this choice is never easy.  I faced this moment many times in my life and particularly, in the year 2017 when I decided to pack my bags and move to Singapore. I barely had any savings after working for my first job in Cebu. My family isn't wealthy. We can afford to eat three times a day but we've always been mindful of where we spend our money to ensure we can sustain our basic needs, and infrequently, our wants - usually in a form of our family day eating halo-halo in a mall. That's why taking this big leap was a question for many people. How am I going to su...

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...

When was the last time  you had a nice meal, ate without guilt  and enjoyed it for real? How about the last time  you woke up in the morning, felt glad and excited as if  it was a fresh beginning? When was the last time  you did something for yourself, without thinking it's a crime, no hesitations for oneself? How about the last time  you felt genuinely proud of something  that you have achieved with all your heart, like it was spring? Or forgave yourself  for making a mistake, being flawed and imperfect or for feeling inadequate? For feeling weak, especially at night when the world is heavily quiet? or when your mind traces back right at the core of your fears in delight? When was the last time you told yourself it's alright, to cry and let go for a while, howling like a wolf in the moonlight? How tired you must have been feeling, How lost you must have become....