What will I miss if I did not blog

It seems that I haven’t been posting lately in this blog when I’m always online, huh? Slow internet? Yes. So what I’m gonna do next is not to load up WordPress but just use my e-mail and post by e-mail.

I said to my accompaniteur that I am writing frequently in my journal in a form of a blog. Honestly? No. It should have been visible here. This is a “sigh” post, a guilt or a compulsion to post something just to develop the habit of blogging (or writing?).

It’s not anxiety about being offline. I almost (not totally) lived without internet for more than two years.

Blogging here is a way of looking back at my life journey. That’s why I miss blogging because I’m gonna miss a lot of uncaptured moments not posted here. Anyone are welcome to read my thoughts. Anyway, it’s just English thoughts and I’m not a native speaker anyway. Yeah, that’s right. My actual “inner voice” is not just English. I’m Tagalog.

Bottom line here is that I just want to get back the blogging habit starting with this post.

Sample scenario that I could have miss: I could have met the Pope personally (who is in South Korea right now) this Feast of Assumption (a big feast for us Marist).

Slow internet? No problem. Post-by-email. End of story.

Have a blessed weekend everyone.

My life as a Brother

TAMONTAKA, MAGUINDANAO, May 24, 2014—Last night, I had a problem where to put my journals. With only three bags for my luggage, I thought of a solution: give away some of my clothes and valuables for more space. Today, I am moving back to Marikina not for a home vacation but for the next stage of my religious formation. It seems surreal. Two years here in the novitiate felt like a very long time yet it seems like it was just a month ago when I first stepped on this monastery-like place. As a novice, I was formed to become a consecrated person. Now, I will start my new ministry of being a student Brother. Yes, that’s right, you may now call me Brother Allen.

Chastity, poverty, and obedience –these are the vows I publicly professed just to follow the footsteps of our brother Jesus Christ. I don’t really have much much to write about now. About my journal, I’ll try to buy the small and light ones since I have an old blog to continue. I will try to write my life as a Brother in my blog.

Goodbye WordPress

Starting this October 6, this blog will be on a hiatus.

Getting a line from a song, I don’t know when I’ll be back again.

Cliche.

Anyway, it was a dark and stormy night… no, just kidding.

Lately, I’ve been writing my reflections as a missionary novice of the Marist Brothers.

Since July, I’ve compiled this weekly reflections and its volume is enough to fit in a novella.

Now I’m going to be away for months and even a year.

That means no more boring stories from Allen Jambalaya.

But if you say you’re going to miss my not so extraordinary posts, just hit me in the comments.

Sorry to say this but I have to go now.

I promise, I’ll be back.